I let her go. I realized that I had gone too far and had scared her away, that she needed her space. So I let her go.We would still communicate occasi...nally, but usually for work reasons. I did my best to limit my side of the discussion so as not to make her feel uncomfortable again. To be honest, I felt foolish for having pushed so hard before and didn't want to bring that to the fore again. My favorite times were when she'd stop by our office for a meeting and would swing by my cubicle to. They have done also something to my throat andAdam's apple so even my groans are feminine...I dressed, then, to breakfast again. I asked what Jon was happening inmy new, higher pitched voice. Jon said I would shortly be toldeverything. We finished eating then traveled down another hallway toanother room. There was a stern looking man sitting behind a desk. Atleast he looked male, but I wasn't sure. I can't tell anything aboutthese people here, but then look at how I've changed in one single. I hoped that Jon didn’t tell me to move the knot round to my stomach. We went out after dinner, and had a few drinks in a couple of bars before having an early night. Wednesday July 29I was a bit lazy first thing and wasn’t rushing to get up. My pubic hair was starting to show again and Jon told me to go and have what he calls the 3 S’s , shit, shave and shower. When I reminded Jon that I had brought some wax strip with me he told me not to bother with the shave part and that he would ‘wax’ me. I got talking to a woman online, whose initial reply stated that she did like having her ass licked (bottom, actually - I had used that word just to help the shy ones who don’t like dirty talk). Yes, I do like having my bottom licked, she said. I like them respectable, polite, ladylike. It just makes the sex all the ruder.We agreed to meet at a hotel, a fancy place that had some vacant rooms so they were offering a special deal. I waited in the bar and when she arrived she texted me from the.