I fell in love with the girl I met in cyberspace, not with the girl (woman? man?) whose fingertips typed her into life.When I once tried to convince h...er that true love could very well exist in Cyberia, in fact that it didn't need the stamp of reality to be true love, she showed me how very much more down-to-earth she was."You see," she answered me, "despite your saying you love me, you don't really. I don't see how you can expect me who can breathe and move to just sit here and type all day."By. I had to stretch my hand wide, away from me and part my legs wider too, when I started cleaning the first blade of the fan in order to reach till the tip. I noticed him dropping his pen (purposefully I guess) and left the hold of the stool briefly, and then bend down to pick up the pen.I was suddenly very conscious of my nudity underneath the saree and saw him lift his head up from his position below, getting an unhindered view of my shaven, now glistening pussy. He seemed mesmerized for few. Why not? It?ll be like I was always a woman,which negates any issues we could ever have. Nothing will change betweenus, James unless we want it to. So why are you so against it? You forcedthis on me yesterday without my consent, and now I want to stay thisway." I-I..." Fucks sake James! Speak!" I don?t want to lose you, Di! I know I fucked up, and I didn?t thinkany of this was possible. I figured it?d be some lame ass joke and wasworth a shot. You?re my best best friend, dude. Ride and die. I'll handle the rest." Richardmethodically took off his housewife attire, shoving it all into theback of the closet just in case his mother got home unexpectedly, thenput on his swimming trunks and, over those, a set of the boy clotheshe'd gotten from the thrift store, putting on his regular blacksneakers and tossing the heeled ones in his school backpack.He hopped down the stairs, locked the door behind him (he'd rememberedhis house key this time), and rushed out to the car as they werehelping.