It was all talk back then I suppose.”“I bet you wanked when you went back home after we had been hanging about together though. Fantasized about f...cking me I expect.”“Well, what else could I do? I fancied you like mad but there was always the rest of the gang hanging around. Anyway, you were always avoiding me. Did you fuck any of the others in the gang? I bet you did.”“No, I didn’t actually. I did give one or two of them a quick wank but that was all and they spent all the time trying to get a. I still feel more like a woman than a man mentally and can envision myself as a woman.I also told him that if he wanted to know more to read the story, "Not in Vain" by Samantha Michelle. It will show what we're up against. It is more normal than what we would like to believe. Recently, I read that half of all transsexuals commit suicide. We shouldn't give into that urge. The bullies can't win. We can't afford to burry another sister or brother because of this.I told him here are other stories. It's massive and there is a heap of things to do. Swimming andriding horses are at the top of the list of things to do. This year mybrother and I headed to our uncles ranch earlier than usual. We decided notto go to a camp and we both thought spending time at our uncles ranch ismuch better than spending it at the same camp we do every year.My name is Dean and I am 14 years old and I am a very athletic boy for myage. I am a tall but well built and I am what the girls call me a buffspecimen. But. ..naive... lots and lots of babies... Won?t that be the best? Imagine howgood it would feel. Belonging to a man..." I told her."But... I..." She struggled as she nodded, trying to fight thesuggestions. Clearly she didn?t want this. She?d probably planned ondoing this or worse to Peter. The fact that she?d managed to geneticallyengineer hyper-suggestible mental traits into her new body was scary. Wewent over the baby making, devoted mother family mantra until it wasfirmly lodged in her mind. She.