“I wish to serve you, you delicious Nubian queen, I wish to submit myself to you, a muse of your whims, so that you may reach ecstasy. Let me drink...from your Ebony source, let me lie next to you, our bodies intertwined, our limbs a tangle of contrasted skin tones.” I had never in my entire life had anything like this happen to me. I couldn’t even explain it. She was seducing me with prose and I was aching with desire and all I could do was listen, words were caught in my through. How was I. Now and again though there are times when I wonder if Steve made the right decision but then it doesn?t make any difference if he did. It?s too late and he?s stuck as a woman like it or not, and no amount of regrets will make any difference with that.Now I must be the prey and not the hunter. As Stephanie, Steve must be the one waiting for a date to arrive and to accept a bunch of flowers or little gifts of affection that he might bring. I have had to learn to conform to my expected role as a. I wasn't sure I would like wearing them as I often enjoyedlooking at my pretty nails while driving.Felicia assured me that no woman would be without gloves for a cold day. "You must protect you hands, dear. It wouldn't be wise to let themchap."In the shoe department I picked out a pair of red platform heels. As Isat to try them on my skirt came up a bit. Felicia noticed I was wearingstockings."You really enjoy those, don't you dear? I had a feeling you were agarter girl."We laughed and I. But she wasn't there. They decided to split into pairs and do a room to room search.Betty and Cricket went down the hallway, leaving Midge with Nancy to go the other way. They had to keep quiet so as not to alarm their intended victim."So Nancy," Midge whispered to the black girl. "How was Betty?" Uh!? Oh!" She finally connected to what Midge was referring to. "It was great. I would never have thought that it could be that good. Ha... have you and she done this before?" Yeah!" Midge told her..