I didn't believe that. And,emotionally, I felt so noticeably different, so sereneso "womanly." That allcouldn't happen in just a few months of cross-...ressing, could it? I was achanged person. Upon pointing this all out to Amy, we had a very revealingdiscussion."OK Carl, I'll be honest with you . I could see how happy you were being awoman, and I've grown to love you as that woman. So I sort of took theinitiative and started feeding you female hormones in your food every day.You've been. He hadn’t even noticed her, or if he had, he had ignored her. Typical of their years of interaction in high school, really. As she sat on the train and remembered him mastering the art of ignoring her in high school, that entire night had come rushing back to her. He certainly hadn’t ignored her then, had he? She had relived it all on the ride from Boston to Portland: her surprise at running into him that night, her initial nervousness and awkwardness around him, the subsequent mind-blowing. Now that we were alone the discussion went to what had happened yesterday and this was not making my cock get any softer.“Looks like the b**st is back,” she laughed, looking straight at my crotch.She had been brushing her hair when she said this but stopped, put the brush down, got up, turned around and started swaying her ass back and forth to tease me.“Is it this what brought the b**st back?” she teased.I got up and stood right behind her as she was swaying that beautiful butt back and forth. Tim put his legs together and Andrea straddling them began to squat over him. Her little hand guided him between her pussy lips. She worked his dick back a forth between her wet pussy lips, then she paused and started bending her legs allowing the fat cock to push the lips apart. It took her a moment to get the head inside her but once it was in I saw her put all her weight on it forcing herself down on him. She gasp out loud and cooed as she stood up just before slamming herself back down.