Then I decided it was time to start, after all, I had other plans for afterwards. I prepared everything, albeit without my special massage table which... I hadn’t been able to bring along (travelling by train and bus). Stefanie lay face down on her bed, wearing only her slip, and I got to work. For three quarters of an hour I concentrated hard, tried to do my best, found indeed some very tense muscles that I managed to relax, and in the end I had the feeling I’d done a pretty good job. I quietly. The look on her face was priceless and as she watched I could tell she was getting turned on.She reached down into her bag, pulled out her headphones and gave me one earpiece while she grabbed the other. She went back to the beginning of the clip and pressed play. As I came into view on the small screen, I felt her hand slide up under my skirt. I pulled a blanket over us and returned the favour.We sat there in our own little world, hands in each other's panties watching me getting off in our. I guessed that men didn?t turn her on anymore ever since the Chicago incident. Soon I looked like a girl even naked. Except for my shriveled up dick and balls, there was nothing to indicate I was a guy. Time passed slowly and at times my embarrassment was almost unbearable. But I resolved to go through with this degrading experience to get my share of the company.After nine months of my feminine life, Janet surprised me when she took me to a courthouse. As soon as I noticed where we were,. As the adults started drifting out, I was strumming a melody trying to remember what song it was to. Anna asked what it was, and suddenly I remembered. I smiled at Anna and sang “Seeing My Father in Me.”I woke up the next morning remembering my goodnight Anna smile, hug, and kiss, and was looking forward to the good morning versions. The actual versions were even better than I’d imagined. Anna joined me for breakfast again, and this time she was already dressed for riding. I checked that she.