He found that the more hemoved it around, the better it felt. Bill regained controland removed his hands. They were sticky. He ran over to thesink and... washed them off. The gloves caused his arms tobecome thinner and he now had long red fingernails. Hechecked himself out in the mirror. He looked like a realwoman. He still had his face, but the body was incredible.He ran his hands over his breasts and the rest of his body."This is amazing." He said. Bill picked up the wig and heldit over his. We drove the 3 hrs and checked into our hotel then we decided to get aliitle sight seeing in and go out later to some of the country bars and clubs. after dinner we went to one of the bars and had some drinks , then she told me she had a surprise for me an early birthday present and was It ok for her to plan it of course I said . we stayed out for awhile then she got a text and said we needed to go back to the hotel. after getting back to the hotel waiting outside was a handsome black. When Mark called the following Tuesday I had, well, not a plan exactly, but an idea. I hadn’t felt so nervous with him since our first meeting. After we’d shaken hands he made for his usual gilded armchair, across a low coffee table from me. I held up my hand, and patted the brocaded settee on which I sat. ‘Mark, come and sit here. Please. I hate talking to you across a barrier, let’s just chat face-to-face.’ He looked extremely surprised but, smiling, he replied, ‘As you command, my lady’,. He had short gelled hair, cleanly shaven face, and small eyes. He had put on coffee colour cargo pants and black t-shirt with round neck. I saw his slender fingers and strong wrists. Then my gaze lingered for a while at his chest. He was not wearing a vest underneath his t-shirt and I could see the outlines of his nipples. He had got well-built arms too. He looked like a strong guy with medium heights.When the time for the train to depart came, my husband and my daughter got down from the coach.