Hewitt nodded. "That does sound very different. I think you'reright; being a girl has been good for you." Can you convince Dad of that?" I asked. "... mean, I'm pretty sure Momis already on board with me being a girl, but Dad still seems to thinkI'll grow out of this." We'll discuss it when I meet with your parents in a little while,"she said. "Is there anything else you'd like to talk about?"I thought about it, and I decided it was okay to say, "Well, someone elsecame out to me as trans. I. "I gotta see if the Cindy has forgiven me yet." He added. Bob watched Tom walk off and absent-mindedly wondered why Tom hung out with him. Tom was one of those tall, blond, GQ wearing, muscle bound guys that all the girls seem to go for. Like one of those guys they put on the cover of those "Love at the edge of Pain" books that his mother was always reading. Of course Cindy was a cheer leader and treated Tom like crap, but at least he had someone to treat him like crap. He looked over and. I suppose I was growing up a bit. But only a bit. I was now the guy who went back to his flat and smoked dope and drank brandy. And occasionally had a girlfriend, but they didn't last long.I had a bit of a flirty thing with another waitress, Jane, who had been sent my way by some wag because apparently, she didn't know what a clitoris was. So they said she should go and ask me because I had had a better education than most. I really couldn't tell if Jane was kidding or not, so I drew a diagram. Nurit placed the camera somewhere on the microwave and then she grabbed Pooja from behind, which surprised and shocked Pooja. But she couldn’t get away from Nurit’s strong grip. Their hot bodies crushed against each other. Nurit had one of her hands on Pooja’s left boob and with the other, she was rubbing Pooja’s pussy. Pooja tried hard to resist by kicking Nurit’s legs but OMG, Nurit was really strong.Nurit knew her game. Now she stopped rubbing Pooja’s pussy and put her middle finger in.