“You danced several dances with him and each one was more…provocative then the one before it. You were grinding your ass against his crotch and then you shoved your crotch at him as though there were a place to put his package in your front. It was truly quite amazing to watch. You really got into character.”

“What do you mean? I ‘got into character’?”

“Well, you were dressed like a woman and were reacting to the men as a woman might…”

His face lighted up as he spoke and he thought of how lucky he was to have her. She rarely thought of her pleasure in bed. She loved attending him and his needs, and desires. He never had to give a second thought to her desires because her only true desire; her only true need; was to please him.

This is something I wrote a few years ago, but never got around to posting. I have since expanded it greatly, and hopefully will continue to do so. Please read and review!

Unfinished Business Part 3
Thanks again to Don for the editing genius!

If you had a child who had an untreatable genetic illness, how much would you tell it? What if you knew the future contained heartache and pain for both you and the child?