I was born a genetic male, but growing up, I always knew that my body didn’t match who I am. My early life was miserable as I was always ridiculed ...y my classmates in my little home town. I finally graduated from High School and moved out of that horrible place and started college in Seattle. College was so much better. My roommate Kasey, was a beautiful red-headed woman who just oozed confidence and sensuality. Kasey was also my first.What made my first time with Kasey so amazing is that. The free space in the middle would have been large enough to lie there and stretch out in all directions. But the most intriguing thing was that, instead of regular tiles, the wall and ceiling were completely covered with mirrors, which made the room look even larger. “Wow!” “It’s cool, isn’t it?” She twirled on the spot, her face suddenly full of youthful enthusiasm, and gestured around. “It was my idea. The clients love it too. Strip off your clothes while I start the bath.” * While the. Pash-rash” I smiled, indicating the skin around my lips and my chin, still heavily made up. “Oh!” he said, the disappointment obvious. “I’m sorry.” “It’s not your fault,” I said, and then smiled. “Well, not entirely, anyway. You just have to be gentle with me.” I gave him another kiss, soft, dry, lips only. “Like that,” I whispered, our noses still touching. He kissed back again, more gently this time. “Is that better?” “A bit,” I said. “Maybe you need to practice. Here, hold this.” I gave him. This was amazing just as it was. I'm veeeery satisfied. Trust me." He explained.I still felt bad, but I wasn't exactly willing to take care of him like that, at least I don't think I was. So I let it go and after some recovery time, we both got up and cleaned up.Afterwards I helped him set up his new camera rig, drilling it to the wall between his desk and his bed, as he requested. We finished attaching the camera and the light and everything was all set. It was a cool rigging arm that he could.