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struggled furiously as he took over the direction of their passion, but she was obviously reaching some incredible high. She shrieked and groaned, tossing her head about, biting at Eddie's ears, neck and hair as he completely dominated her, both of them finally exploding in one magnificent, combined convulsion.

Eddie relaxed and rolled away. He had lost his hair ribbon and his panties. Allison's chest was heaving. She turned her head and looked at Eddie. She reached over and touched his tanned shoulder. She licked her dry lips, strands of blond hair across her face. "You are a real man," she said, wonder in her tired voice.

"Yeah," said Eddie softly. "I can dress as a woman for you, but, in bed, I can't be anything but what I really am." He felt her soft fingers tracing a line down his face.

"Ummm," she said. "I know I'm a mess, but I'm going to stay here." She giggled suddenly, and looked very young for a moment. "I keep calling you Roxanne, but..."

"Yes," said Eddie. "It keeps me in my place, doesn't it?”

Allison looked at him sharply, but changed the look to tender- ness as he grinned back. "Yes," she said, "I can see now that that's why I do it. Well, I was about to ask you your masculine name, but now, I think I'll leave that for another time." She snuggled up tightly to Eddie, pushing her leg inside his. Surprisingly, sleep came easily to both of them.

Eddie awoke, the usual bitter taste in his mouth. He could feel the bristles on his face, and generally, he felt quite sticky. Allison was gone from the bed, and the whole place was quiet. He got up, slipping off the nightdress which must appear pretty silly now against his unshaven chin. In the bathroom, the terry-towel robe had been left out, along with a man's electric razor. After showering and shaving, he never felt so good since the whole affair had begun. His nose detected the smell of fried bacon, and he sought after it.

"Good morning, Roxanne," Allison's stern voice was belied by an impish smile. With Eddie, she had begun to learn more about her- self than she had learned in the previous twenty years of her life. "Come and have breakfast," she said, waving to him to join her

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