"I grumbled a bit but I would have to get used to these rituals.Getting a supply of clothes and accessories was a major step, but infact it would take...many more weeks to get used to my new life. Therewere many things I had to learn. Some I managed by myself, but I neededhelp with others and Louise was a great support. She was continuallyencouraging.In the days after, when I had developed a better idea of what stylessuited me I went back to the mainland and visited several boutiques thatLouise. Chapter 3 – Goodnight kiss Needing to put some distance between us, I went downstairs to the kitchen. I opened the fridge door and the cool air felt fresh and nice, so I just stood there for a while with the door open, not really looking for anything to eat or drink. Standing there taking deep breaths of fresh air, my mind wasnt a commotion of thoughts, instead it was quiet still, and the memories of my near sexual encounter with my teenage daughter were just slowly sinking in, letting my. I avoided the crowded restroom and went for the gender-neutral bathroom, where I'd have a room to myself. I slowly opened the door, and to my shock, someone shoved me into the room and locked the door behind me. I panicked and thought I was either dead, or kidnapped. Then the light came on, and it was a beautiful Asian-American girl staring at me. She had on hoodie, sneakers, and sweatpants that emphasized her ass. She was about 5'7", a bit taller than most girls I knew from school. She seemed. Mrs...” “Wanda, please, call me Wanda,” she reminded him, now stroking his muscular arm with her gentle touch. “I like you, know you, so there is no need for formalities.” “Very well then,” he agreed, growing more attracted to her than he had previously imagined. “Have you ever been to a barbershop, Wanda?” “Well, when my husband was around, yes,” she said. “I often accompanied him too, unless there was work to do or errands to run.” “Ah yes, I remember seeing you from time to time... but what.