I can't ask you to change who you are. It isn't fair. But it's also not fair to me to go through life unhappy either." Can we at least try counseling?..." Gail asked. "If we see a therapist for a few months and things don't change, we can have this discussion then." So we shell out $5,000 for someone to tell us what we already know? Is that your solution?" I asked.Gail's eyes burned brightly so I raised my hands to forestall the onslaught."Exactly what are you willing to change and what do you ask. Not only hadDebs made him wear a bra from the store; she had also insisted he wearone of the blouses and trousers. Which zipped in the rear. Whose idea wasthat, anyway?He was aware of the slight bulge in the front because his body was notdesigned for the cut of the material."Don't worry. We can tuck your clittie between your legs," Debs assuredhim. "Especially at times like now." What times?"She punched his arm playfully. "When you're on your period, silly."They reached Clarks, a shoe. She was just out of college and beginning as a computer analyst for a firm on the coast. We had dinner with some friends that night and I went back to her room. One thing led to another and..."Jan's voice was still full of shock as she asked, "Is she... ?" A diminutive? Yes." And you... you love her?" Yes, we started by calling each other. Then, if you'll remember, about a year ago, I began making a lot of out of town trips." You said they were business." I know and I hate myself for lying to. Their lips meet in soft kisses, Their tongues begin passion's war. Forgotten now, the outside world. All is here, behind this door. He strokes her body tenderly, She arches up for his caress. He finds her silken portal And her womanly wetness. She moans in fiery desire And pulls his hand away, Wishing to end this exquisite torture And get on with passion's play. She straddles his waiting body, Eases him into her feminine hollow. She leads him on a rhythmic dance, His thrusting hips must follow..