I won’t be offended or even upset. Relax. You want this?’ She nodded, and smiled, but it was obvious she was still unsure of me and of herself. �...�OK,’ I said, sitting back on the cushions. ‘Come here.’ She moved over the few inches. I held out an arm and she came within it and rested her head on my shoulder. ‘That’s better,’ I said, holding her against me. ‘Let’s just sit here in the growing darkness and relax. You comfortable?’ Again she nodded, and looked up into my eyes. I leaned forward and. ”Tank was a former football player, big and heavy with an elephant’s trunk for a cock. Jen was a thin blonde with fake boobs on an otherwise perfect body.Jen hugged Vinny and Tank grinned when she said, “Finally.” I asked what she meant and she said, “We’ve wanted to play with you so many times but I wasn't ever going to fuck your husband.” That bothers me anytime I hear it as I love my guy. He’s awesome and I know he’d be furious to learn what Jen had said about him. We’d talked about her once. As part of my feminization, I hadfully embraced the idea that I was to submit to him, and that mysubmission had to come from me. The thought of being his property made mefeel realized, complete, fulfilled. Before being penetrated, Mustaphawould make sure to shower me with French kisses, nipple kisses, kisses onmy belly button where he resided as a king... in this way, not only didhe demonstrate his tender love for me (being held in his arms wastantamount to flying to heaven, as his limbs were. I should... she'll become so depressed that... maybe Dr. Owen... what am I going to do? I closed the bedroom door, and Jason's disjointed thoughts stopped their assault on my mind. His emotions were just as confused, so I also flipped the switch that connected me with him emotionally. When I turned back, Dad was lying on the bed, holding Sara in his arms."Did she understand what just happened?" Dad asked me. "Did she hear what I said, what Jason said?"I connected with her thoughts. My fault! .