I guess I fit that mold except my hair was ashade darker than most, almost a "dishwater brown" color but I mostdefinitely had the fair skin and blue e...es.My birth name was Gerald Steensen and everyone called me "Jerry". Iappeared to be a normal, healthy male to the rest of the world but thatended up being far from the truth. You see, I believe I was born with anabnormality. From the time I can remember, I wanted to be a girl. One ofmy first memories is of going to bed, saying my prayers and. My head was swarming with desire. I had denied myself his father so manyyears ago and now his perfect son was in front of me on the verge of offering me something Iwanted. I felt a wave of guilt as I thought, Christ, I'm lusting for my friend's son, a replacementfor something I never had from JimmyHe saw me blush from embarrassment and moved closer until his crotch brushed against myshoulder as I sat in the computer chair. My eyes glazed over, my breathing became deep, Iwanted him so bad.I. The first move towards each other I cannot remember as we were both eager to explore the other first but running my hands up and down her ff nylons and feeling her suspender ( 12 ) straps was devine and stroking her satin clad behind was electric.I remember pushing her slightly onto her bed and rolling her onto her tummy so that I could start to kiss her from her toes to her thighs starting with her shoes still on her feet the taking them off gently and kissing and licking her stocking clad. There hadn’t been any signs of anything or anyone following them or tracking them, but neither refused to drop their guard. Then a couple hours after midday the regular jungle sounds suddenly ceased to exist. ‘That can’t be good,’ Mason whispers dropping his gear and raising his assault rifle up toward the tree tops. ‘When is it ever?’ Matthews says following suit. She grabs his attention and signals toward the roots of a tree to his left. Mason nods and grabs his gear heading for the roots.