I think the WiFi password is 'Scottsdale' and my room..." Yup, I'm staying here also - got here Monday. So, thought we could goover some of the basic...stuff - get you up to speed on what I've gottenfrom her computer so far," he was pulling a portable drive from his bagand plugging it in, "This is a copy of her hard drives - from both hercomputers. I'm still running some scans on the laptop, to see if I canrecover things that have been deleted. Nothing much on her desktop unit,but we can. While she was pretty much covered in bubbles, I noticed her breasts were exposed, glistening in the dampness. Looking up at her face I saw her blue eyes looking seductively at me. I kneeled down, took some body wash and squirted it in my hands, making a fist to warm it up some. Leaning forward, I ran my hands first over her breasts and then gently outward, slowly, sensuously washing her. Slipping my hands under her arms, I felt a bit of stubble there and asked, ‘Can I shave you there?’ A bit. Ten thousand years past, cities fell into dust. The overseers lived in luxury, watching the wretches in the outer world as some grand entertainment. With precise raids in the dark of night, they planted devices to observe those women in their “natural” habitat. While satellites and drones tracked the wild packs of men. With each generation a new clone took the place of its previous self, absorbing all the knowledge of those earlier versions of themselves.And yet, much was lost. The watchers. The ones who talk about anal orgasms or having a womanly orgasm deep inside that is sooooo different. To me, it's bullshit. Sure, castrate yourself and turn yourself into a capon if you like. Loose your sex in a wash of estrogen. Fine with me if you want to turn your dick inside out and live with masses of numb scar tissue. If it's for you, so be it, but not for me!Let's be real honest. I'm gay and live full time as a woman. I enjoy wearing women's clothing, being treated like a woman, living.