I began to question where my life washeaded, lying there next to the one I loved. I didn't feel much like agirl with my penis, now shrinking, still s...ightly in her. I felt likea man in drag, the feelings of my hose, heels, dress and welleverything, was all tied to sexual arousal. It was different than howI felt when I was living as a girl. I didn't feel pretty or sexy. Ididn't feel like a female. As if my mind had somehow separated fromits female self when I became sexually active. If. I love you.” Hearing that, I felt really chill inside.We finally decided to sleep and as I saw the time, it was close to 1am. Both of us were shocked that we were having sex for just over 4 hours though with breaks in between. She said “I can’t get up now. I’ll sleep here itself and also wear my dress in the morning. U go up.” I said “Ok. I’ll also wear my dress in the morning.” and just as I was about to climb up to the upper berth, the train stopped which we felt it was stopping after a long. Nalirra was in North Nest. She wasn't much in favour of sleeping alone, and a day of physical activity just meant she needed a little rest before the fun began. The people didn't use blankets either, a combination of the controlled environment, and superb engineering of the entire tribe, and she simply curled up on the soft platform, lying on her side with her tail behind her, along the line of her spine, and curled over her shoulder. The tip rested comfortably between her breasts. Within a. Anyway, one of the blokes I work with is my best mate and we pretty much grew up together. We spend many a minute when things are quiet talking about sex and I said to him that I really wanted to tell him something but he must swear not to tell anyone, to which he agreed. Since we have, in the past, messed about wanking in front of one another and even played with each other I knew it would be safe to tell him my secret so I did. After he stopped laughing he asked me why, so I told him, and.