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I want to thank you for a great night.
I looked at the text and smiled. Michael hadn’t spent the night. He claimed an early morning meeting at work. It was a nice lie. At least he took the effort to come up with something semi-plausible so he didn’t have to spend the night.
But I was thrilled when he texted me. It meant he wanted to see me again.
I wasn’t stupid.
You’re more than welcome. I had a great time too. Want to do it again?
I was being bold. I liked being bold.
And I was curious. I wanted to be sure he wasn’t a liar about shifting back and forth between man and woman.
It only took him a minute to reply.
Yes.
Perfect.
But I had to know. We had f****d the night before and according to him, he would change into a woman after s*x.
Send me a d**k pic, I texted to him
