There wasabsolutely nothing masculine in her life, with the exception of her nowuseless male appendage, and being as deep into the world of females as...shewas, she was actually having trouble remembering any part of her past life.Though it was almost eight years ago, and she had only been ten years oldwhen she had been forcibly transitioned. Though now absolutely no force wasinvolved-she was happily totally feminine in her mind and soul.Basketball season came and went with no big events. While. But I can't seem... Let me try the other one again... "I felt another intense scan begin. I disconnected every sense I had and withdrew to the very core of my being. Then after a few minutes, I peeked out my eyes, and found they appeared to be arguing."not for real?!" Gina finished saying."I mean their minds are just... I don't know... a mask of some sort. Or maybe some truly amateur's attempt in creating a whole new personality. I'm not sure. But they both do not have a whole set of memories.. Over in my bag in the corner I knew I'd brought my own vibrator; a much smaller affair than my neighbour's but perfect for hitting the spot. I paced over to collect it and returned to the seat, switching it on in the process. It hummed to life in my palm, tickling me.With the glass back in position I sat totally naked in the chair listening to the woman next door. She had to also be naked by now. My free hand lazily traced the outline of my pussy lips with the vibrator, tingling and warming my. He was asleep.‘Samar? Are you awake?’ She calls out from the door.On the bed, Samar lying on his back in bed. His mouth was open and he’s snoring.The room was messy. With a smart phone and ear buds strewn about the nightstand, along with his clothes thrown about the room. An open suitcase on the floor. The room was dimly lit, but good visibility–sunlight streaking in through window blinds.In the doorway, Savita has her hand on the knob of the door she has just opened, cradling the tray with her.