On the way to the Doctor’s, Paula was saying. ‘I think tonight will finish this hectic month. I’m not complaining about our love sessions, but I... keep feeling something is not right. I’m always satisfied without knowing how, or, remembering any details. Doesn’t that seem strange to you?’ ‘Oh, I don’t know. I always remember having sex with you and you’re the greatest. I’m the luckiest man in the world. I think we’ve finally made a baby. But, it’s possible you’re not pregnant and if we cancel. We moved frantically together, her breath gasping in my ear. It was the finest fuck I had ever had; her cunt gripped my prick as I thrust hard inside her, it felt beautiful. One hard, final push and I spent inside of her. I fell backwards onto the floor and lay like a fish out of water. Madam laughed and cried with joy, as she had climaxed for only the second time in her life.The next time she had to go to the lavatory, she took me with her and sat down with her legs apart. I knelt in front of. She set it on the bed. “You’re right. It’s fantastic.” “Yay!” I shrieked as I jumped up and over to her closet. I started pushing aside clothes on the hangers. “Where’s that orange tank top with the flower? I wanted to wear it to the game tonight,” I asked while I began opening drawers. She got up quickly and grabbed my arm before I opened the last one. “ Sydney , you’ve got to quit doing that,” she said as she pulled the tank from a shelf. A shy smile slid across my mouth as I. By the end of the month, he was looking more and morepresentable as a biggish, handsome woman, of which there are very manyin Chicago - the City of Broad Shoulders has the same gene pool for bothsexes.Missy, meanwhile, had gone cold turkey. I hadn't even opened hersuitcase since FEDEX delivered it. Normally, I was manic aboutlaundering her undies, mounting her wig on a Styrofoam head, and thelike. I suppose part of me was denying that I was ever going to dressup as a woman again, and part.