.. they'reall cut off.... a full sex change?' and then she fainted.August 23Now I know that neither Sir nor Madam will read this diary again, I willro...und it off so that I can gloat it future years.I married my wife, Alison, some two years ago. Then my name was, andwill be again, Laurence Williams and I was heir to my parents' fortune,so on the insistence of the family trustees I had her sign a pre-nuptialagreement. Last year I realised that things were going wrong, littlethings gave me clues.. Still, I thought it best to have thenightgown placed in a gift box with a ribbon wrapped around it.I paid for my purchase and quickly made my way back to my office. I didpay a lot of attention to the sidewalks. The way my day was going I wouldbreak a heel in one of the cracks or some grate. Fortunately I made itback without incident.I threw the packages of stockings into the drawer and transferred thestained skirt over to the back with the two new skirts. The rest of theday went through without. He told me I was a naughty girl and that I shouldn’t turn him on like this, that he now has to take me back to the car.I told him I refused, that I was enjoying myself.I spread my leg slightly so that he could now see my whole pussy. It was blushed pink and totally hairless, he couldn’t control himself, shifting and keeping an eye out for anyone around us.He kept on smiling and shaking his head at me but he was loving every single second of this.He told me to touch myself and now I was the one. A hoarse whisper comes from my throat, ‘Your turn.’ You stand up for a moment, pulling off your shirt and shorts, and your hot throbbing cock springs free. You approach me slowly, but stay just a little out of reach. You slide my panties over your hardness, feeling the silky smoothness, combined with the wet patch, stroking you. Dropping them to the ground you move your hands over your cock, sliding slowly up and down the shaft. One hand slides between your legs, cupping your balls and.