Her mother was failing and her sister was rebelling and her father was dead. She said she had to be strong for them but she was even more wrought the...n the rest of them not just from his death but from the burden of the rest of them. She was killing herself. She didn’t eat, didn’t sleep, so at the end of the second week He told her He wanted her as a full-time slave. It was a formality really, she’d already been His slave for months and she lived with Him and enjoyed His dominion but He. "So what's up with the bikini", she said. She could see that this would be a hard conversation, but she was bound and determined to get it all out in the open. "Okay, let's hear it, tell me that you want to be a girl", she blurted out. Actually, it's exactly what he wanted to be but he didn't want to tell her. "No", he exclaimed, "I like being a boy". "Okay then why the panties, why the bikini, why the beauty pageant dresses". He hadn't realized that she knew about him wearing the. " I knew I felt different but didn't put everything together. Isaid, "I want to know when you're going to change me back, and I want toknow right now." I couldn't believe how my voice sounded. It was like alittle girls voice. I couldn't even be taken serious trying to get madwith a little girls voice."You see Jason, you shouldn't have dumped me for that blonde bimbo. Shedid have one redeeming quality though, as a model for the new you." Bothgirls began laughing uncontrollably as I just sat. He'd had an exhausting week as they'd wrestled with how to get an indictment against Ramsay and Smart and last night he'd had too much of his favourite bourbon."How do you feel?"He opened his eyes to see his beautiful wife standing beside the bed with a steaming mug of coffee. He took it from her hand and sipped the hot beverage. He tasted an unexpected added ingredient that sent pleasant warmth through his belly. Bourbon and coffee was not usually his drink of choice but this morning it really.