Sunita stood up and looked at me. I simply nodded once in approval. Anil didn’t seek any approval from Amita as Sunita placed her hand in his. I wat...hed in disbelief as my wife slowly walked down the hall with her stud, hand in hand, and disappeared into our bedroom. The bedroom door banging shut sent a wave of repulsion into the deepest recesses of my gut. This was the feeling I should have had all along. How could I have stopped, though? After all, Amita was sitting across from me hoping that. A huskier, more masculine man greeted me as I walked into the living room. He introduced his partner as Jay and himself as David. I laughed and told him that was also my name. It helped break the ice and we started talking. First just mundane small talk but then we got into the real reason we were all here. We soon adjourned into the bedroom and began undressing one another. Jay was blond and fine featured, slender arms and legs, narrow shoulders and hips and a face that could only be described. "Then beware its use. Your actions will have consequences."I snorted a reply and strolled down the block, still looking for a gift for my wife.One of the venues I didn't remember from the previous day was a wine shop with outdoor seating for patrons who wanted to sample various vintages and wineries. A great marketing technique, I suppose, or a high-class hangout for winos. Sitting at one table next to the sidewalk was a heavyset redhead. Even from a distance, I recognized her as Angie, the. Just awful." Oh, I don't know. I like you this way. And does the world really needone more arrogant guy throwing his money around and dumping women afterhe gets tired of them?" It's not about that," he told her. "I don't care about my fortune.Being a guy again is more important." It's not about your townhouse and car and investments? You'd be willingto sign everything over to me if I considered getting you changed back?" I..." He hadn't thought it through all the way. Even so, being.