I know who you are, Thomas.Knowing you, I insisted that she make you appear as a natural woman. Itold Leanne to make you look like a woman, not a femi...ized man tryingand living as a woman. We told The Duke we would only approve, if herequired Leanne to transform you into the image of a woman so no onewould know. They wanted you to look like a sissy man mocking the imageof a woman to humiliate and demean you. We would refuse to approvethis unless they agreed to make you appear as a natural. . He’s interesting to listen to. One evening, he stayed till closing, ‘to escort me home’, he said. It was funny to see. He waited till I locked up, followed me up the stairs and, at my door, he thanked me for a beautiful evening, as if we were on a real date. It was cute. Thursday, without saying anything to me, he set it up with Megan to get me an evening off and we went dancing in Valleyfield. That was the first time I’ve gone dancing in a nightclub since I was fifteen. It was a fantastic. The poor guy had no sons, only daughters. Two were war widows and lived with him, helping him and his wife Martha with the work. A third daughter married a commercial fisherman and moved to Florida with him years ago. Their youngest fought in the Drug Cartel War and didn’t make it home.The two war widows were Don’s age. Each woman had two daughters near my age. If they were home from school when I showed up to make a delivery for Old Man Spencer, his granddaughters would flirt with me nearly as. ” “I know. You looked, acted, and sounded so wonderfully aroused and passionate.” She rolled toward him and placed her hand on this thigh under the damp towel. “What about you?” “I told you it was exciting for me to see you like that.” “Did you come? I mean, were you ever so turned on that you came?” “I didn’t. I was just so enthralled watching you.” “Did you want to fuck me, too?” Kevin laughed. “Yes,” he said. “A couple of times I was just aching for you.” She slid her hand under the towel.