"I think I'm transsexual," I blurt.Instantly it's as though a weight is released from my chest and I almostmelt off the chair in exhilaration. I've sa...d it! I've actually said it,and to a man I've known for almost my entire life. And the doctor doesn'tlook shocked, or offended- he simply nods professionally."How long have you had these feelings?" He asks. With the first questionanswered, the next questions are a piece of cake."As long as I can remember," I say confidently. "I've always. "But you haven't told me who you are."She seated herself in the same position that Yvette just left. I glanced over towards Miya and saw her and Yvette. They were standing together facing each other. They were the same height, which I'm sure was a novelty for Miya. Their tits were rubbing together and they were making out. I noticed that Yvette was grinding her pussy into Miya's. They looked like they were having fun."Oh don't worry about them. Yvette knows not to hurt anyone's feeling." She. He stepped in behind me and within seconds began running his hands over my skin. He had a bar of soap in one palm and as the bubbles frothed over my breasts his other hand began playing with my nipples. I arched and gasped. Rubbing back against his chest, feeling his cock push between my thighs, I spread my legs a little and took him between my thighs. His hard length lodged against my slit with the head bumping my clit. I moaned and slid along his cock as he pinched and flicked my nipples. He. But that was eight days ago – a lifetime, perhaps. Vanessa had learned a great deal about herself in these last few days, and was more willing to hear what Jessie might say, although she doubted her ability to make a rational decision regarding Jessie; her anxious love for the woman thoroughly messing with her thinking.“Where’d you meet her?” Vanessa asked, letting Jessie sweat for a few minutes to give her more time to think.Jessika shrugged, making sure that the stretchy creak of her sexy.