.I payed our coffee, of course i felt like this poor ugly Guy i`ve seen myself over Years, also my Body is female, with the Luck to meet this wondeful...Lady. There where some Men sitting and looking at us, the most looked as they envy me that this beautiful Girl seemed to want me. Of course i weared only simple jeans, a shirt a few numbers to large and my long wild hair binded careless, like this no one would see that i am female.We went to my motel. When we where alone at my room i felt shy. "What have you done to me?" He cried out."I have entered your mind, I'm cutting the bonds you had with the Dreamtime, you will return to the world to your body ... wherever it might be!" She said.Bemalin was slowly fading, "But my body is dead, years dead and gone to dust. I will not live!" He protested.Cathy nodded her head sadly. "I know, and for that I'm sorry Bemalin, had you been different you might have lived again. But not now!" she said"You will die and I will be there waiting for you. Overtime I'm sure that what I was doing was known by the whole family, thereare few secrets when you are one of six kids in a small home.I remember a time when my mother forced my to wear one of her bras. I musthave picked it off the floor and been caught 'holding' it. She must havefelt making me wear it was a good way to punish me for being 'bad'. ThereI was, a 7 or 8 year old little boy wearing this huge white bra sitting onthe couch watching TV and waiting for my father to come home to. She opened her eyes for a second, then closed them against the light, then slowly opened them again, allowing the day to creep up on her.It was still early she knew, not yet 6 am, and she felt her body responding to the warmth of the morning. She felt like a flower kissed by the sun that opens its petals. She raised her leg, the one outside the sheets and stretched, then pointed her toes.She felt her calf muscles tighten, and she couldn’t help but admire her shapely calf and ankle. She placed.