.we even have a few more of your sort," Mary teased."Not really," Charlotte sniffed.She was well aware that there were a few other transsexual Acolyte...but they had all undertaken gender reassignment surgery."But the Masters are still all British upper-class?" Yes; well that's because potential Masters are only invited to jointhe Circle by the current crop of Masters so of course the candidatestend to come from their own gene pool so to speak. Besides, theselection and indoctrination process. She knew what I wanted. I had come to crave our special time together, and I’m sure that she enjoyed it almost as much as me. I think it pleased her to know that she could make me feel so warm and protected in her embrace. I also suspected that she got almost as aroused as I did.She wore a short tennis skirt and a sleeveless top that accentuated her large breasts. Her long, slim legs were tanned and beautiful, and the short skirt really made her look hot. I began to get excited, knowing that. From under her Ray Bans she gives me a broad smile. Being a red blooded male, when a pretty girl smiles you smile back. At a shade under 70 mph she give me the universal hand signal for ‘drink’. What do you think I did? Yes, I gave the thumbs up sign. She points to the upcoming junction and we pair off of the motorway, as if welded together. Towards the island she flies past and indicates right. She obviously knows where she is and soon has us parking in a large pub.I skip across to open her. The "him" her body craved, even now, after so long.Acting quickly, before she lost her nerve, she pulled into the lot. Doing a quick clothing adjustment, checking her lipstick, hopping out of the car. She was glad she had changed into her favorite sundress before taking the boy to grandmas, it accented all the right spots. She grabbed some cash out of her purse, tossed it in the trunk on her way inside. She was quiet with the man at the desk, paying her way in, getting an ice-cold drink to wet.