While I was at it, I made upsome body stockings (crotchless) and some tights. I had a whole wardrobenow. While making all the clothing, I also made up... a lot of jewelry.Nothing gaudy, but simple and elegant.I really hope that my wife will understand how I feel. I have felt for along time how wonderful it would be to be a woman. I know my wife, wehave been married a long time. I know she will understand. I also havethe feeling when she discovers what we can do with this machine, she willwant to. When I strolled into the changing room, I could see that most of the girls had left already and only a few were still getting dressed but were almost finished. I just removed my bathing suit, took my towel and went for the showers. I hung my towel on a hook at the entrance and took me a nice hot shower. When I was done and got out, I saw that the girls had taken my towel away. The usual prank they pull on the last girl under the shower. It's not the first time either that this had happened to. ”“Maybe next time, it is really late and I do need to get some sleep tonight. I’ve kept you up too late too.”“Don’t worry about me. I don’t think I ever sleep. What about you? You okay to go back to your apartment? Want me to check under your bed for monsters?”Angela shivered again; there was something she still wasn’t able to get over yet. Nick noticed, “I’ll take that as a yes. It’ll be okay. You’ll see. If it’s creepy we can come back here. I don’t care if you even sleep on my couch, if it. I cheated on you," I admitted, feeling like a child caught stealing from a cookie jar."Oh, Baby, I forgive you," Stacey said. "We always knew you might have to screw that Hunter to make him see things the right way."Her understanding cut me to the bone; I felt like such a traitor. "No, I fucked lots of them, all night! I don't even remember how many. I couldn't help myself, Stacey! Oh God, I'm such a slut!" I wailed."What?" she exclaimed. "What did you do wrong?" Nothing," I insisted, sniffing.