While we both knew it would happen eventually, we thoughtwe'd at least have our honeymoon to celebrate in our original genders.We had hoped for a week... of having sex as man and wife before figuring outhow to live as woman and husband, and now we could barely stand to toucheach other.We talked. We cried. We tried our very best to get to know each otherwith no idea how long we'd stay this way. But on Monday morning I wokeup next to my wife again. We were both so happy that I don't know if. Tugging gently at her, Jerry moved her toward the others as they untangled themselves. Debbie rose higher on her knees, lifting her dripping crotch from her husband's face, the black and curly hair of her forest glistening with her clear juices. Angela gave that educated twist of her ass, and snapped Lester's cock from her pussy; a slow rivulet of cream oozed down the shaft as the inflamed head came into view. Angela rolled gracefully to one side and came erect."Children! How nice. Did you two. "You're a sweetheart," she said."Okay. Here is the plan. You call in tomorrow and tell them you're taking the week off. Write your letter of resignation with the standard two weeks notice. I'll ensure that you do not miss any paychecks," I said."Secondly, if you need to leave your house for a bit, you and your daughter can stay at my place until he is completely out. Is that understood?" I asked."Yes, but how big is your place? Do you have enough room for us?" she asked."Well, it's pretty. "He reached across the center console and patted me on the shoulder, then hesitated."I'm guessing I know what at least two of those 'ways' are, Austin. Vicki's got an impressive set of headlights on her," he said, grinning.For some reason, my dad saying something that goofy didn't bother me as much as it would have when I was in high school. I grinned back at him and nodded slowly."Was Ronnie with Vicki, when she came to see you and Mom?" I asked. I figured that Ronnie might have tried to run.