Gennie's commands. (Miss. Gennie, had made it very clear that his therapy was not to help him accept his new role, but rather to assure that he would ...lways remember his manhood and that anytime that his mannerisms, his tone of voice, his walk, his thrill as his DD tits were massaged by another person, male or female, were brought to conscience thought, so with it would come the hypno-enhanced embarrassment and humiliation felt by a man forced to wear skirts because he could not remember how to. ”“I assume that the young lady here has something to do with it?”I nodded, “Yes, but most likely not the way you think. I shared something with Natalya Vasilyevna which offended her, and which she told Mrs. Orlova who told her husband.”“And what was that?”“That I’m a lesbian, Your Grace,” Clarissa said.“He took offense at this?” the bishop asked.I nodded, “Yes, and that Clarissa, and two of my friends who are gay, were at Saint Michael when you tonsured me, and plan to come to my ordination.. ..” Roban stopped a frown on his face.Athea laughed at him.“Cute! You never would let me go, now or ever. You would kill every man who would try to take me away from you. So stop this shit and tell me the real reason! Maybe, not likely, but maybe I will at least understand your thinking, and can help you to see where you went wrong!”Roban put on his most stubborn expression and kept quiet.“It’s a part of your big bad secret, isn’t it? This is just bullshit! I swear I’ll make your life a living. I give him a peck on the lips and roll over on my other side. Are we leaving the room today? William asks. I roll back toward William. I thought we could go to the Farmers Market downtown this morning. But I need a shower. You need to brush your teeth too, sweetie! I grabb the pillow under my head and whack Williams face with it. He chuckles as he turns and gets out of the bed. He grabs my hands and hoists me up. As we walk to the bathroom Williams hands knead and smack my butt cheeks..