It was like theseven stages of grief were playing out at warp speed. I was sick to mystomach...sick of pretending to be a woman...sick of Ron...sick ...of my entirefucking life...I staggered back to the bathroom and was violently sick.I kneeled, naked, on the cold marble floor, retching my guts out. WhenI was finally done, I walked forlornly back to the bedroom. Ron wasnowhere to be seen. In despair, I hurled my wig across the room, threwmyself into bed, and collapsed into a restive sleep. * . We stayed like that most of the ride. I was happy I made Amy cum, but the problem was that in the process of making her cum, I sustained a hard on. It was very annoying. We finally arrived home. It was dark outside. We all said goodbye to each other. Suzie and me had a special goodbye. We kissed and she rubbed her hand over my hard on. This made me even harder. After we said goodbye Amy and me went home. Entering the house we were greeted by Violet my older sister. She was really happy to. Another waves of moisture dampened my thong, at this rate the flimsy material would be no good to me. Walking toward him I put a deliberate sway to my hips catching the eyes of the bell hop I smiled at him but didn’t deter from my goal. “Leo,” I called his name softly and waited for him to turn before putting my hand on his bicep. Feeling the muscle jump my heart skipped a beat. God he looked good, every year he seemed to get better with age. He smiled down at him, his eyes kind. “Val,” my. Am I really that fat? I think I'm gonna have to go back on that diet..." "Na. I think it is just the way you're laying or something. Besides, your tits aren't that big either." "Oh thanks. Well I wasn't going to say anything, but they gave you a bigger thingy too. And Tims..." "GOT it!" I suddenly exclaimed. I walked over to a mirror on the wall, and said, "Here's the camera for this room." I made faces at myself for my hidden audience. "How do you know?" Suzi said, walking up beside me. "I'm.