Everything felt perfect, from my clothesto my body. I loved having the body of a woman. I loveddressing like a woman. I never wanted to be a man again...Being a woman was so much better.I was excited about going to work, and ate my breakfastquickly. I brushed my teeth and then applied lipstick to mylips. I looked at myself in the mirror. I wasn't just awoman; I was an attractive sexy woman.I stepped on the scale to weigh myself. I was 30 poundslighter than when I had weighed myself a week ago. I. I then rolled her over, laying her face down, and began to rub massage lotion onto her back. As I moved to her ass, I spent time there massaging, dipping my fingers into the crack, down between her legs. She was beginning to feel the familiar warmth start from what seemed the middle of her body, and her breaths were coming in short gasps, when suddenly my hands were gone. When she felt them again, I was rubbing her feet. I continued working up her legs, until I reached her upper thighs, and. While physically stunning, she honestly wasn’t really my preferred type. I tended to prefer the athletic, thin, blonde look, like my wife, and Stephanie did not hit the mark on any of these other than perhaps thin. However, I don’t think that there was a man alive who wouldn’t appreciate her looks, and it was certainly nice to be seen with her.We wound up the coffee and she insisted on exchange phone numbers, asking if I would be OK to “Do Lunch”. She explained that she knew hardly anyone,. "Yeah, and it's about half your height. Look. I know it'sa lot of stuff to bring in, but I'm just trying to keep our place lookingclassy. That's more than I can say for you."Scoffing, David retorted, "You don't have to be mean." Grow a backbone, David, and get ready. Aren't Mark and Stephanie comingover for dinner? God, I wish everything was already ready for tonight,"sighed Trina.David and Trina both blinked, and when they open their eyes the table wasset, the food was ready, and David was.