"Simone was looking deep into my eyes. "You're right. I'm torn by thisthing, Rob. If it does what you say it does--and I'm not totally sold onwhether ...t's true, though you clearly believe it is--then this is both ablessing and a curse. I mean, it's great if you can make yourself looklike some stud or a supermodel. But this magic doesn't seem benign. Itsounds like the set-up for some fable or parable with a bad ending." Do all stories have to have an unhappy ending?" I reached over and laidmy. Now, when I hear myself speaking I sound verygender neutral but more feminine than masculine. I haven't consciouslydeveloped any feminine traits; I just do what is natural to me. My skinis much healthier with the hormones and I no longer have to shave. I justwax every week. I do keep my legs and underarms smoothly shaven and Ikeep my nether regions equally smooth. I do paint my toenails and keep myfeet in good shape but I would never paint my fingernails.I have a small nose and full lips and I. You know Sam, I have dresses older than you don't you?" I do now I responded. I will say one thing, it's been a long time, she said, a very long time since I've been moved like that. Then you did like it I asked with a smile. She nodded, oh yeah, she said, I liked it alright. Then I'm happy I said, pushing way from the table and standing up. My eyes lingered at her cleavage and what I could see of her thru her robe, she responded by pulling her robe tighter around her. Anna, I started,. And it was driving me nuts. I pinched her nipple softly and heard her moan a little. The rock hard head of my dick was sliding over her clit and cunt opening, ending up sticking out 3 inches past the front of her cunt on my in strokes and I could feel the cap catch on her swollen clit, as it slid back over it. It was making her quiver and secrete even more pussy juice. Her movements were matching mine and becoming more forceful. She was arching her back, to push her clit down so it would make.