Her fingers slowly slipped inside. I could feel the slight hesitation."I love you Amy." Trying to convey to her that I did not want to stop."Are you s...re?" I love you so much; I am ready for you Amy." I love you too Sophie, I need you inside me, now." And with that she took my hand from her ass and guided it between her legs."Stop! I want us both naked." And with that we both slowly moved apart. Kneeling close together, I reached out and cupped her cheek, stroking it with my thumb. She did the. "Ready?" she asked.And then I realised, I'd been looking at the wrong girl!Not the shy, dumpy, podgy, snub nosed girl, but a very slim petite self confident lass; the sort that has never worn make-up or jewellery because she doesn't need to, and despite being no more than 5ft tall, had the confidence not to wear heels.Suddenly my thoughts changed completely - I DID fancy this girl, but how could a girl with such self-confidence have remained a virgin to the age of 32?Was I being set up? The. We'd all give our opinions on certain clothes and purses andshoes. I felt more like one of them than I had ever felt about myselfas an executive.As the end of my six months neared, I was ready to go back. I figuredthat since I had found myself as a woman, I was ready to start workingon myself as man. I called the clinic and started to make arrangements,but they would not process them.They told me that my accounts were frozen because of a lawsuit by oneof my former underlings. One of them was. Six weeks after talking with them, I finally got the courage and rang you up. You sounded surprised and pleased to hear from me, which I took as being a good thing. I was so disappointed when you told me that you had a headache and weren't able to go out that night. I sat there and blushed so deeply I would have made a cooked lobster proud! I was very pleased when you asked me to a party that you were going to the next night.When I arrived at the party on the Saturday night I immediately.