And it was yet another thing to have my tits exposed and nipples hard. But once my legs were spread wide like that I had shifted from sensuality to ra... sexuality. Psychologically it was like shifting from playing with myself to fucking myself.I could feel my vagina and clit tingling even though I wasn't touching them. It felt so good I didn't want to break the spell and I just sat there rubbing my tits and playing with my nipples. I kept at this for about 10 or 15 minutes – just enjoying my. Kissing her Ann laid on top of Mary. Laughing, Mary said that was amazing. After cleaning up they took a shower together. Mary put her soaked panties in her purse and put her dress on, while Ann put clean ones on. They laid on the couch watching tv till Ann's mother came home. Carrying Ann to bed, her mother thanked her for watching Ann Mary ate breakfast with her mother before she left for work. She was about to lay back down when there was a knock at the door. Opening it she found Ann. As a transsexual female I identify and live female. My brain, heart, and spirit is meshed with this body that within also exists the blueprints of male. I'm not going from one gender to another and completely eliminating a part of me I can't deny no matter how hard I try or may want to. Many things change, def have, and will. Transformation is wrong term and I like to think of it as a combination of transforming and evolving.Transevolution.I present myself and know I am female but I'm way more. I'dasked her before why she always filed things in the bottom drawers, she toldme it was safer that way. There was less chance of the cabinets topplingover, which made sense.I rubbed my eyes and told the computer to shut down, looking at my desk I sawthree cups of coffee, all stone cold, all untouched. I couldn't even rememberasking for them.I yawned, tiredness crashing down on me after being held at bay for so long.The lights in the outer office went dark and I heard Marilyn shout "I'm.