And you love being a crossdresser, but I need to see the pure inner pervert of Ted, the who that you are beyond the dress and big tits.” I thought, ...hmm, I must work on that, wonder how it will come out.Sophie went off to get cleaned up and I sat there drinking my coffee wondering what the rest of the day had in store. My make up was well done today, not too heavy, I thought maybe today is the day to go out shopping, maybe that will bring out my inner pervert for Sophie. My cock was still kind. Richard nodded.Jake started his final piece. At first, Richard couldn't place what the slow melody was. Then he realized it was the beginning of the Sibelius Violin Concerto that the violinist had played the night before at the orchestra concert.Emotion flooded through Richard at the memory. He cringed at how the evening had gone. He felt badly about having been so dismissive of the girls, and had slept terribly as a result. Several times he had gotten up out of bed and started for their room. Of course, most... all... of them wanted to get in her pants. But, she had yet to find a man who satisfied her need for erotic excitement. Well, maybe two.She was no cold fish by any means. She became aroused far too very easily. The term would be nympho. But her best sex was by herself in her own fantasy world.Jennifer DiGregorio sat alone at her computer most nights and went to porn sites. Not just ordinary porn sites, but porn sites specializing in bondage, rape, and violence against woman.. It was little old me down on the ground that would be dealing with the fallout, figuratively speaking of course. What the hell, all I could do was hope it wasn't fatal.In my examination of my new/old digs I'd seen that the clocks all seemed to be set and they were probably close enough to right for government work. It was three-thirty PM now, and I had missed lunch. In the kitchen I found the refrigerator stocked with all my favorites and it made me even more suspicious, but I made a couple of.