” He was about to suggest they call it a night when she surprised him.“Well, just so you know, that doesn’t matter to me,” she said as she put... her hand on his seductively.Jace looked at her quizzically. “It doesn’t?”“Jace, I like you. A lot. I don’t need you to have a penis to want to be with you. I happen to be a big fan of oral sex. And if either one of us wants to experience you fucking me, which we might eventually, they make toys for that,” she said.Jace grinned sheepishly. “Wow, you have. Mum disappeared, returning with a bottle and four glasses."May I try to elicit what your mother failed at?" Certainly. We're both considering what we want to do next." Both?..." gasped mum."Yes," I continued, "Both. Rachel's choices are all academic: whether to do honours, to earn a certificate or another degree, or to enrol in a doctoral programme. Mine are whether to become a lawyer following a traditional route or a deviant one." You make it appear simple," dad remarked. "How deviant?" I. The hormones continued, in pill form now andCindy's feminization lessons intensified. As I returned to dressinglike a vintage housewife every day and sleeping in a nightgown and onsatin sheets each night I began living as a feminized housewifefully. Cindy began calling me "Tiffany," a name that was unmistakablyfeminine and a name that Ted was happy with. She also began tossingout things that identified me as a male. Pictures, video games, myold school yearbooks my old baseball glove and such.. She was the reason I was shaving since she had complained so long and loud about my bristly face while we were swiving that I was put off my game completely. She started looking around for her clogs, and I came and joined her to get out of the sunlight. I put my arm around her and my hand on her hard bottom, a friendly gesture that I hoped would encourage her to spread her legs again although my tonsorial efforts were less than half done."Who are these men?" I asked her with a friendly.