Da-, there's an 'a-h' in the first syllable, and the rest is the way you would expect." Sorry about that, your parents obviously didn't like nicknames... Dah-rinka. I'll probably hit it a little hard until I get used to it, so please bear with me. Can I take one of those bags for you?" By now I had added five years to her age, still in the under forty bracket, but then, she was a woman and you never go past the big four-oh without a really good reason, like a death certificate or being introduced. . to meet my boyfriend!Today, as I woke up, the strangeness I felt was not so strong. I guessI'm already "getting familiar" with the idea that I'm a girl now. Beforebreakfast I went by Celia's shop, as I did yesterday. The differencewas, of course, that I found it open, since it is a Monday. I enteredthe shop and after the usual "small talk", Celia asked to inspect myearlobes. She said they are healing well, so I could change the earringsfor others, if I wanted. She gave me another pair, some. She was completely naked and vulnerable, lying limply back into the mattress, she shuddered and tried to close her arms over her exposed breasts as she felt the hot breath of a man breezing across her stomach.The man stood up. "Ready," he answered in a heavy guttural voice.Her eyes popped open at the sound of the deep voice that boomed over six feet above her head. Oh no, she thought, as she looked up to the underside of the largest penis she had ever imagined. It jutted straight out from his. Then I hit that damn plateau. Silently, I swore to myself and faked it for the class. Not that any of them noticed. They all congratulated themselves and more than a couple guys had wet spots on their pants."Still think it's hot air, boys?" Ballard asked and received a chorus of no's. A few vowed to practice on their girlfriends. A couple switched between Tiffany and me to compare stats. I heard Tiff moan and looked over my shoulder. Two of the guys were trying again. Then someone grabbed my.