And it might be a while before the bus stops tonight.”She just looked at me like I was a retard or something. I got ready for her rejection. The sta...ion was fairly deserted at the moment and in the silence I distinctly heard her stomach growl from across the aisle. I knew it would probably piss her off for me to laugh, but it struck me as funny, for some reason, I guess because I’d just mentioned food to her. I smiled and only laughed a little, my body shaking. She did look pissed, then, but. I had taken hormones for a couple of months and now I had nice mediumboobs that I preferred to keep at a reasonable size. My body hair wasmuch slower to grow back, I had plucked correctly my eye brows (althoughthey were naturally thin and I still wanted to keep a certain thicknessto them: I've always thought girls with kind of thick eyebrows lookedslutier). My hair was jaw length, I didn't need any wig anymore and atthat time, I had died them in a Venetian blonde color. My hips widened alittle. We took several pages of listings and another local map, but it was clear that "No Sale" had been rung up.We drove to Mary's the "short way," and Rob asked about the boat, the oars and the fishing gear. "Everything's in the shed" was the response. None of us had even noticed the shed at the edge of the clearing. Mary found the key to the padlock and we went out back. It was a small shack — about two by three meters, perhaps a bit less, standing on 10 cinder blocks.There was a light switch by. It's the actual life of a porn addicted cross dressing bisexual, other- wise straight man ( well maybe not so straight ) with in exhaustive chronic need to be sexually stimulated.He lived with a tier of secrets. For most of his life the secrets Christean held inside barely acknowledged and some which were not yet discovered.In the current days Christean or Phynick has fully blossomed into a gorgeous horny slut gurl.By slut gurl I mean he is a guy who is bisexual or actually pansexual but loves.