Like she was not an active partner in the sex act. Okay, so if she wanted to stay married, happily married, she needed to change. First herself, then ...ee if that changed him.That Saturday night, Jan got ready for their regular evening out, once a month, the first Saturday of each month, like clockwork. Every month sitting in her boring dress and looking enviously at the other women diners in exotic sexy dresses, and feeling dull and dreary. Almost always the same restaurant, the same wine. Then. She sat at the kitchen table in her one bedroom apartment, her elbows on the table, her face resting in her hands, her eyes closed. She was tired after a long and grueling week at work. She was sad and lonely and her greatest wish was to get a new job somewhere, doing something entirely different from what she was doing now. Unfortunately the economy was down and getting a better job was next to impossible for her as she had no education to build on.She tried to persuade herself that maybe by. . makes sense," Jill said.Anne sat on my bed, and hugged me. "It will be okay. I always wanted ababy sister."And so the longest, and strangest journey began for me.John was with me for some of it, but when the girl stuff got too intensefor him, he left it to my sister and Jill, who gently and lovingly helpedme gain more and more confidence in my presentation and appearance. Theystood by me as I told my folks, told councilors, and eventually Michellewas who the world saw on a full time. (In fact, the fluids were almost all from Susan's leaky pussy.) Their raging urges gradually came under control, even though Alan still only wore a T-shirt and Susan just her soaked panties.Even then, Susan was still riding an erotic high, although it wasn't the off-the-charts all-out lust she'd felt when she'd been bobbing on and licking him. She deliberately delayed putting on any more clothes, reveling in the freedom of staying nearly naked (due to her soaked panties) in front of her studly.