She was wearing a matching panty. She looked very pretty. I asked to open her eyes. She said, “nahin mujhe sharam aati hai.”I made her lie on the ...ed. I quickly removed my clothes and joined her in the bed. I put my tool in her hand. She quickly withdrew her hand and I laughed out aloud. I said, “Ek baar dekh to lo. Pasand hai ya nahin?” But she kept her eyes closed. I untied the bra and the giant boobs were in my hands. I put my mouth on the left one while massaging the other. After few. And I did not want to date men.It seemed somehow perverted in spite of the obvious fact that I was nowthe 'opposite' sex.After two years of being a woman, learning to live as a woman, seeingthe world react to me and treat me as a woman, and having my body andbrain marinated constantly in female hormones, I finally decided I wasready to re-enter the dating game. I became more receptive toapproaches by men, realizing that I needed to start looking for apotential mate.It was not as easy as I. .. then we can get caught up on bills and have somefun... Isn't that what you said?" 'This shit can't be happening I tell myself as I listen to the voice."I knew something was up when I woke up two Saturdays ago and I feltlike I had taken a shower the night before... and I hadn't. You had touse the 'coin', didn't you? I don't how you came across the damn thingand I didn't care! It was fun to try it out for a few hours. But YOU hadto start to thinking even when you knew I'd never lower myself to. I took a seat at the bar and we chatted awhile about politics and shared a few jokes. A few people drifted in but I didn’t see anyone interesting. I was just finishing my third martini and thinking about going home when a guy came in, sat beside me and ordered a double bourbon on the rocks. He looked sad and like he needed to talk to someone, so I ordered another drink and we began to talk as strangers in bars sometime do. After a couple more bourbons he told me the story that was on his mind..