That girl was looking at me now in the full-length mirror, her name was Bryony.At college lack of time, security and money kept her appearances limite... but since being in work for a year she seemed to have taken over my life. I was in brokerage but based in a northern town rather than the City so I earned good money and the cost of living was low. I was still fairly solitary and shy, had little social life and few friends, so I was able to indulge Bryony, buying lots of clothes and make up and. I was shocked and she continued you know I always like to take photos and this is the first time a person is spending the time to take me photos.I said we will do it in our resort but she was asking like a 5-year-old child.I agreed.Within a fraction of a second, she removed her blouse and petticoat.She was standing only in her bra and panty.She removed them also.I was a great deal.She was more beautiful mixed with the nature of beauty.We took few photos in different poses and she was shivering. I would never play football - atleast not in college or the pros. I would never do a thousand things thatI had never verbalized, but would have been part of my life if I hadremained male. I would never marry a woman and father a child. I wouldnever catch the winning pass in the Super Bowl. I would never bench pressfour hundred pounds. I would never be a man.Of course, other doors opened for me as surely as those doors had closed,but I wanted no part of them. As I write these lines, I still. "I'll just be in the car," said Val.After Val left Anna had me sit down, held my hands, and looked into my eyes. She asked, "Could you get my crutches; I want to surprise Tiffany."Anna had me put the crutches in the car, and by the time I got back to her, I knew something was odd. So I asked, "What's the real reason you wanted to talk to me alone? It couldn't have been for that little chore."Anna smiled and said, "So you're finally learning to be more observant." She took in a deep breath. "I.