The problem was that I didn't know if Allison loved me as well. Oh, she made love to me, passionately, expressively and amazingly, but she had never s...aid that she actually loved me. Granted, I had not uttered the words either, but I was waiting for some sign that she shared my emotional attachment. Whatever the case, our marriage had become easier and far more enjoyable over those couple of weeks. And our daily romps were getting better and better. No longer were we confined to the bed at night. Diane would take them for part of the weekend and I would use this to make up time in work. After the children went to bed I spent much of my time doing the household duties. These posed no problem to me. I had learned to look after myself in the Navy and was practised at "personal admin". Unfortunately while ironing or cleaning I had plenty of time for introspection. I could find no reason for Diane to reject me except for Peter. Georgie clearly didn't like him but that appeared to be more to. Jim felt a deep pang of loss for his body's strength and maleness. There was only one person who could be in there, "Julie?" he asked softly.Julie gazed at Jim, he seemed much smaller than she remembered. "Yeah, it's me, this feels so odd." Now I know how you felt when you first saw me." Jim said in a small voice.Anne swore, trust Julie to act so rashly. True it did make detection less likely, but how was Jim going to pass himself off as Julie? She lived at home with her parents who were going. The scenewas absolutely intoxicating. I felt so vulnerable, yet I was gushingwith lust - the lust a woman must feel when being fucked with her legs upand bouncing in the air. I felt so incredibly female.I held my breath as Erika ran her small hands over my calves, towards myknees. I felt the tickle of her charm bracelet on my sensitive skin asher caress continued up my thighs, heading for my naked loin. She movedforward, her shoulders now at the back of my knees, forcing my femininefeet.