She actually started chatting and playfully chiding me when I didn’t chat back with her: “It doesn’t damage your masculinity to talk, Lightfoot!...” She lost none of her pig-headedness, though. We did what she wanted, when she wanted, and I was expected to accommodate her.We slipped into an easy routine.On Sunday, I was treated to a dance recital.Pink Floyd music flowed rhythmically and seductively over the audience. On stage, student dancers from early teens to early twenties performed Roland. It had been wonderful, but she hadn't done it again. Rachel wanted her to, but she was too shy to ask. Amy was waiting for Rachel to return the favor, waiting to feel Rachel’s beautiful lips on her pussy. After eating and cleaning up the kitchen, Amy said she was going to the second-floor deck again to lay in the sun. Rachel said, "I know what you're thinking."Amy said, "What?" I know you're hoping he'll be watching." Amy said, "So? Why do you care?"Rachel put her hands on hips and said, "I'm. Friday morning consisted of a show run-through with all of our new music in the morning, and naps in the afternoon. The show was another good one, with an even louder crowd than Melbourne. It became a standard practice to announce the amount taken for autographs before the encore. The crowd seemed to like the fact that the band matched it for the charity.Saturday was the same as Friday, and the band's energy level was still good. Even the road crew seemed to be anxious to get to Brisbane, since. Some mentook a little more conditioning before they would have sexwith a she-male.Bryan’s penis was smaller after a month of chemicals butstill somewhat functional as a male organ. How long itwould be functional, Bryan didn’t know or care. The newPrissy didn’t have any further use for such an unneededappendage, but if Prissy’s current man liked a little exoticsex, she didn’t mind using it to satisfy her new lover. The month long experiment proved several things..