“Hey, what’s a little shopping without some wine,” I say digging into my purse, retrieving the tiny wine bottles.“Felicia. You brought wine?�...� she says surprised, yet smiling.“Of course. You deserve some indulgences, Carol. I love to buy these little bottles at the liquor store. Here, take this one. It is a very sweet Moscato.”She takes it, opening the bottle, sipping a little with her perfect little lips.“You don’t drink much do you?” I ask, laughing.“Not a lot, no. My husband drinks a lot more. .thank you.””No, it’s nice,” she went on, “my husband does it too soft...guess he’s getting older and has spent his life in an office.” Trying to say something nice, I said, “Well by the looks of this place and the girl he married it has worked out for him.” “That’s sweet of you to say but just because a man can afford something doesn’t mean he knows how to take care of it. Know what I mean?”I think I did know what she meant, but it was feeling a little bit like a trap. I stuttered to find the. " What else troubles you about the switch?" Hmm, let's see, what about wearing women's clothing? Isn't it uncomfortable? You're wearing a short skirt, don't your legs get cold?" Oscar, that's an easy one. At first, it was strange but I found out a couple of things. One was that there is no feeling like a pair of silk panties snug up against a flat crotch and stretched across a round butt. They just plain feel good. In a tie with that is the feeling of a pair of good pantyhose underneath a silk. He only had one rule we had to eat dinner together every day .. it wasnt so bad he tried to be really nice. First evening i told him that i want o find a job and leave as quickly as possible but he told me he was really sorry what he did to me and he will give me money when i need it as long as i need it. so the first few weeks maby months went very quickly i spend the most of the time in my room watching netflix and so. I soon recognized that my body changed my sixpack was gone and it was.