"Your eyes will be back to normal in another hour or so." Daisy didn't recognize the man's voice. "That gives me plenty of time with you. And I don't ...ven have to blindfold you." She felt a hand on the inside of her right thigh. It slid slowly between her knee and her crotch, just grazing the surface of her flesh. She tried to move her arm, felt the leather straps at her wrists and elbows. "Shhh...just relax." His hand slapped the inside of her thigh hard. She tried to move but felt straps at. " William Daniel Goodman. I was Kyle's father. I was misogynistic andtaught him to be. I regret that behavior now. I was cursed by Gwendolynto be forever what I hated. I now live life as a woman, and it feels allwrong as I am still Kyle's father in mind. It is just my body which hasbeen changed to a woman. The outside world think I had a sex change. I amattracted to men, now who treat me like a second-class citizen. I oftenfeel suicidal and if there was a way to undo this, I would be happy.. He loved woman with attitude. That this particular white version was a good-looking blonde with big brown eyes and fabulous breasts was a bonus. But he did like her and as he was the only person in the room who thought that an unarmed white woman wandering around the African bush was a bad idea he persevered with his attempts to put her off."You might not be well treated if yo is caught!" Just get me in!" Fine!" Mbonga sighed holding up his hands in supplication, "I'll get a couple of men to. Or anything. And I promise, Father won't be wearing a tie." Well, if it makes you happier, then I'll gratefully accept. Thank you." See you Thursday," she said. If there's such a thing as a smile in someone's voice, I heard it in hers."You're not nervous, are you?" she asked as we rode to her home Thursday afternoon. She was wearing a leather jacket that covered a very nice pale yellow sweater and chocolate brown skirt. Simple, but like everything else about her, elegant. I also noticed she.