"So, do you want to be a woman?" she probed further."No," he replied."No, Miss Jane," she instructed."No Miss Jane," he dutifully replied.Jane Thomas ...ose from her chair and walked around the small office deepin thought. This unexpected turn of events had caused deep emotions fromher own childhood to emerge from her memory. The only girl in a largefamily of eight her formative years had been spent in a world ofmasculinity. Not being well off financially her childhood had been spentliving in. My wife and her family has left very early in the morning and I had no idea that they were gone. It was still dark and I was sleep on a bed that had mosquito protection covering over it. I was woken up slightly by the sound of someone who was cleaning the table on the other side of the room. It was not clear as I was half asleep and also I was seeing through the mosquito protection layer. I can see the dark red night that my wife used to wear and so I thought it was my wife cleaning the table.. Janie was a tad older than my sister and I think that made the difference. She already had developing tits and a cute little butt. She looked like James, but a girl, kinda tomboyish but real sexy.It was summer vacation and it was hot so we decided we would go to the J's house to cool off (remember these were the days before video and internet). We had some ice tea and then went down into the basement (their hangout). It was all done up with rock posters and fluorescent paint and had the. ” She reached out a forefinger and poked it. It jumped and waved from side to side, absolutely rigid. “Want a sample?” I asked, unsure of myself since this was not going as I thought it would. I had expected screams and protests. She untied the little bows at her lean hips and let the bottom of her suit slide off. She kicked it aside and snarled at me, teeth gritted, “You’d better not come until I tell you.” And then she grabbed me at the shoulders, lifted one leg above my hip, leaned back as I.