Reaching around her waist I began to unbuckle the strapon."What are you doing?" she asked stunned."I think I need something . . . a little more intens...e". I said."Like what." she said suprised."Maybe that?" I said motioning with my eyes to her hand."Are you fucking serious? You want me to fist you"? she asked in disbelief.I got up, removed the mirror, threw some of the pillows back on the bed, and climbed back on the bed. Laying on my back, I pulled my knees to my chest. "Fuck my slutty hole. I work for a small company that specializes in executive development."No one said anything for a minute, but it was obvious that Chris was trying to understand that response and how it connected to the transformation of Cathy. "Okay, this is going to sound really crass and rude, but I have to ask you, Cathy. What the heck happened? It's like I knew you yesterday, and even this morning as a matter of fact, and now, you are a totally different person. What did you do, walk in door number one and. Marcus was eating my pussy. Was it a dream? I opened my eyes and looked at him. He looked up at me, wrapped his arms around my thighs and began to suck my pussy even harder, kissing and licking in between, making noises that made me even wetter. I closed my eyes again, grabbed his head and pulled him closer between my legs. I could feel the blood rushing from my heart to all parts of my body. He pulled me closer as he continued to suck on my clit. I could feel his unshaven face pressed up. " For a moment I saw a flash of anger in her eyes. She burst out, "Why didn't you tell me? Exactly when were you going to tell me?" My eyes were full of tears as I said, "I wanted to tell you when we were alone but it never seemed to be the right time, and when we got back here we were too busy making love." So are you pissed at me?" I asked. "For not telling me, yes, damn right I am. That my beautiful shemale girl is you, No way! I love it, I love you, I always have, and it made me sad that.