WHAT THE FUCK is that about? Chrissy I'm trying to watch the road. I will talk to you about it once we get there. I didn't need to worry if I could ge... it up. My daugher said two little words and I'm rock hard. We got to the motel around 11am and I checked us in. Hey we can't take our bags up yet. The room isn't ready yet. I think we should go check out the campus. Dad why do we need a hotel room at all. Your Mom though we should check out the surrounding area. She said that helped her make up. Eyes wide and jumping at the slightest thing. But I think she had relaxed by the afternoon when she realised that no one in my small team would make her life hard. Let me describe a little about Anne.She was thirty-two years old and had only in the last year come out of her shell. Anne was born Andrew and had spent her early years feeling uncomfortable in herself. She had decided to become herself and was now Anne 24/7. She looked slightly like her namesake Anne Hathaway. I understood her. I was a test of sorts to see whether he could handle her being with another man. Since then there’s been a rather interesting development. A few weeks ago Anna told me she needed a safe place to have sex. She wasn’t comfortable bringing men back to their home, for obvious reasons, and she wasn’t interested in going home with the men she’d be picking up. So she asked me if I wouldn’t mind letting her use my spare bedroom some nights. My initial reaction was apprehension tinged with jealousy. I. .she tried to formulate a sentence, but she felt sluggish and dizzy. Her eyes were wide open, and she couldn’t think of any objection to Vanessa, even though she knew it was wrong. Might as well...get her to explain it herself. That’s a good idea. ‘What do you...what do you mean?’ ‘I mean suppressing your impulses. Your desires. It’s obvious that you want nothing more than to just change out of your ugly, professional outfit, into something more...exciting. Isn’t that right?’ Oh no, oh.