She was so beautiful, and oh my what a cock. I had only ever been with women and did not consider myself gay, but for some reason I wanted to suck tha... cock. I cannot recall how many loads of spunk I blew looking at those pages of Shannon, she was so gorgeous.Realizing I wanted more than pictures, I borrowed a tabloid from a friend of mine called "The Spectator". In it were ads to meet people and after overcoming a few initial jitters I called a girl's number (I don't remember her name)...it. Like her, Paul was worker class, with the same longer webbed fingers andtoes and the dolphin-like skin. Unlike her, Paul's hair color hadchanged from brown to a bright ginger red color while hers stayed theblond color it had been before. Paul's gender change had progressedfurther along than Javier's had, especially in the softened jaw line andsmaller upturned nose. His face looked quite feminine now despitehatred twisting it into a scowl. His frame was smaller too. He mighteven be shorter. Well, this was about to change. ‘It’s Cameron,’ I told him. He gave me a blank look that said he wasn’t exactly picking up what I was putting down. ‘My name. It’s Cameron. Care to tell me yours?’ ‘Well Cameron, I’m Alec.’ I’m pretty sure my heart stopped when he said my name. I wasn’t exactly the biggest fan of my name, but damn. I think hearing him say my name just that one time caused a lifetime addiction. ‘I’d say it’s nice to meet you, but I’m really not sure yet,’ I told him with all. I returned to the coffee table and laid out the items I had gathered. “Towels and tissue for spills,” I explained, “this is for you to spit into,” I said, holding up a large green Tupperware bowl, “and a glass of water to rinse with.” “Well,” Kate said, looking at my swollen, milk-stained bosom, “I suppose we should get started before you pop.” A wave of panic came over me as the full impact of what I was about to do hit me. I was about to let this attractive young teenager, who I have known.