"Office job, part time selling real estate," she suggested."You have somewhere in mind?" I asked."Better than that I have an interview next week," she...admitted."Pattie I do not, repeat not need a girlfriend!" I insisted, "That was the whole point of our deal, no hassle, I get laid, I don't get any grief, I get to concentrate on my job." But you do need someone," she insisted, "Someone to share your bed." My Porsche more likely," I suggested."Cook your meals, tell your mother how wonderful you. He pulls his boxers back on and kisses me softly on the lips and along my jaw whispering against my skin, "baby you've been so good for Daddy tonight. I can't wait for the next round, my sweet sweet girl." And with that he leaves me in my bed once again, alone and grumpy that he's going. I flop over on my side with a huff, squeeze my eyes shut, and soon falling into a soft whirling dream of Daddy and all his delicious antics.++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++"Daddy!!" I scream, as my. It's one that even I don't know theanswer to anymore. When was the last time I could recall who I reallywas? Hmm, I guess that would probably have to be about three monthsago...Back then I was just an ordinary teenage boy. Well, I guess I wasn'tcompletely ordinary. After all, who among us is? My flaw was my love ofall things TG. What's TG, you might ask. It's simple: TG stands fortransgender. On the internet, it's commonly known as "the process of aman becoming a woman, or vice versa." That's. You've got dibs, I beleive?~The girl she was calling too jumped up. This girl, barely eighteen, had shoulder-length brown hair, a small scattering of freckles, and brown eyes. "Yep!" she called. "I'll go get em!"Without another word, Kitty ran out through the wall of the X-Jet, straight towards the park bench the new mutant was sitting on. It was a mark of how deeply troubled the boy was when he didn't even notice the girl in the skintight spandex running directly towards him as he stared into.