I tried to ask him why me? Why a chubby tall guy like me? He told me he always like bigger size girls and I matched all he wanted. He told me that I c...uld walk away at any time. I told him that the night was fun but I wasn't sure I wanted to live as a woman.He grabbed me kissed me hard again and said, "We shall see."He slid down and put his mouth on my cock, well I was hot and hard all night, and I don't think he went up and down more than twice before I blew my load. He took all of my load and. . She's been crying.I sigh, put down my trowel, and stand."I'm Dr. Tobin," I admit.Her reaction is odd. She glances nervously towards the cemetery gate, steps back on to the gravel path which winds its way in-between the graves and their markers, and actually seems on the verge of running away."Your wife ... She said..." Her eyes flick to Betty's headstone, and then jerk quickly away. "She said you could help me." Help you?" I stare at her, at a loss for words. My placid uneventful Sunday. Iyearned to go to school. I yearned to have friends and go to sleep oversand birthday parties, but again I couldn't because my mother hadsomething to fear. It would only take an accident and I would have beenfound out. That I wasn't a girl even with the long hair and softfeatures, or the breasts that developed like any girl. Down here I wasdifferent." When I was eight my mother made me take pills. At first they werevitamins and later they were pills to prevent me from getting sick. . Jean and Norm had straight missionary sex after a short mutual masturbating session and they went off to sleep face to face with an arm over her.The two households did not meet until late afternoon when Brian drove Betty, Stan and Molly around to Jeff and Jean's for his guests to go off with their son and daughter-in-law, the two J's as they were nicknamed, to go out for the evening to have a meal and their talk. They did not know how late they would be so Betty had the bright idea that Hilda.