’ She giggled. She was quite lovely. And nice not to have bitten my head off. Not that she could reach it anyway. I was several inches taller than s...e was. ‘Point is, it’s not the end of the world, I’m sure you can get a duplicate when you get back.’ ‘You’re probably right, just a lot to take care of before I go. I was actually pretty annoyed, but now not so much, thanks.’ ‘Thanks for what? I appreciate your giving me directions, and on that note, I’d better run.’ Not that I wanted to. I. We have to work harder for our jollies. But I had been one of the lucky ones. I was orgasmic, and it didn't require that a man be the World's Greatest Lover to make it good for me. A decent number of my past lovers had done the job -- a few of them with some distinction.But, so far at least, nobody had done it better than this Baseball Boy from Ohio. Oh, my! Davey knew how to push all my buttons!Mama always taught me that "sex, alone" was not enough, and I didn't doubt she was right. Good sex,. I only let it go into shallow waters to start with, but I was planning on pleasuring her to no end.She placed her palms flat on my head and slanted her head back. "Oh, Ms. Crane. Don't be afraid to make your teacher feel good; I encourage you to make me want to cum all over your face now. Won't you do that for me now? I did it for you, so you are gonna have to return the favor," she moaned, caressing my head.My tongue lazily moved all around inside her cherry as only about an inch of it was in. I was slowly becoming comfortable with my small boyishpenis and my small balls, but I had fallen into the habit of peeing sittingdown anyway. After 2 or three months of study, consulting many books andvisiting shrinks, Martin decided for both of us that I was going to starttaking female hormones immediately.He sat me down that night of my 12th birthday and after asking me aboutschool and after I explained to him how unhappy I was, he asked me if Iwanted to live my life as a girl full-time from.