I just can’t seem to care about that. I can’t say whether or not if I had known then what it would be like now I would have chosen it ... no, I ca...n, I would have definitely not chosen it, even knowing what it would be like. It might have driven me crazy knowing what I had passed up. Our relationship is much closer and more loving now, in ways that are so very powerful. The choice was not and is not mine, but I am grateful that it was made this way. I can’t even tell you if that gratitude is. She must have liked what she saw in Dawn, because she was ready to go.Kristi said quietly, “Lean forward and give her your tits.” Dawn’s resistance built. “No. I won’t. I’m not a lesbian.” Kristi wasn’t having that. She gently put her hand on Dawn’s bare back between the shoulder blades and pushed, firmly but not violently. There was a moment of resistance, but suddenly Dawn let herself go forward, bending at the waist. Her high-heeled boots really helped put her in exactly the right. Once I was?., ohwell that was then this is now. Shortly she'll be giving me a lift homein her BMW. My own car was being serviced and all the loaners were outsaid the garage. Bah right. So we drove to her large house that used tobe mine once. I live there as well with her.Five years ago I was not Rebecca the 38 year old, brown haired, 6 foottall, feminine transsexual woman. Oh no. I'm nowadays always a femininelady and I always wear smart skirts, suits and dresses with my hair andmake up. Then Dave said, “Is your husband at home?” Em replied, “Yes. He’ll be downstairs, writing I expect. He won’t disturb us.” Dave went to the door and locked it. Then he returned to the massage bed and pulled Em’s little white between-legs string aside and ran two fingers through her nude and very wet slit. “I’m guessing you want a really hot one,” he said to her. Em moaned and moved her hips and said, “Oh yes. I want a very hot one.” Dave said, “Good,” and untied Em’s bikini top and pants..