Tiny fish nibbled around our ankles, causing Abbey to giggle. What a fucking great day this had been. And here I was, swimming with a beautiful naked ...irl whose ass I had been fucking just minutes before. I pulled her close. Our bodies touched, the warmth causing my dick to stir yet again. How many times had I cum already? We kissed, passionately. My fingers explored between her legs and her fingers wrapped around my penis. "You still haven't made love to me." "I want to baby, but I just. ”She looks down. “Oh, no! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—”I lift her chin. “No, we’re in this together. We’re going to see exactly how good of a whore I am. But we’re both trying something hard, and so it needs to be okay if either of us needs to step back.”I continue, “Would this be easier if we get you cleaned up, have a bath first?”“Easier, probably. But not better. If you can show me now that I’m not dirty ... if you can do that then ... then I hope that I won’t be dirty for Hans either.”“And. I pull a ruler out of my desk, slowly running it up and down over your thighs before moving to the side slightly and slapping it hard across your arse cheeks, looking down at you "This is what happens if you're going to keep being a bad girl" I say to you. "Tell me what you are, tell me what you deserve" I say dominantly before you admit being a bad girl who needs punishing. I slap the ruler over your arse a few more times before getting my huge soft cock out, taking your hand and putting it on. I thought of my wife Sally, who tragically diedduring the storm before the yacht crashed onto the rocks. How differentmy life would have been had she survived. I would not be a woman now! Orwould I? I didn't think so, as I hadn't shown any tendancy to crossdressor act like a woman prior to Henry tricking me into wearing women'sclothing and feeding me female hormones without my knowledge. The rest ofmy dream was about Henry and all the good and the bad times we had.Happily, I woke up dreaming.