And I liked it.This was a bit disconcerting to me in some ways. It didn't quite fit with my self-image as a woman. From a man, that would sound like a... odd statement....at least to most people. But I think some of my readers and friends at Fictionmania will understand what I'm talking about.There had been a lot of reasons why I had dreamed of being female from an earlier age. Certainly, a love of the female form was a big part of it. I just didn't like the rough, hairy male body. The soft. "Well, how personal are you talking about?" Kate asked."Have you ever had a lesbian relationship?" I asked.Then she gave me a weird look."Well, I guess that's somewhere towards the middle on the personal level. Why do you ask that?" Kate asked.I hesitated to ask her, but I spit it out eventually. "Well, I think I want to have a lesbian relationship now," I replied."What? Why?" Kate asked eagerly."Well, I've just been with a few guys and it just hasn't been working out too well. I know some. Somehow again pandemonium started because that employee went away. Then people rushed into the bus through front entrance also and in a jiffy the queue was broken and again it became might is right. We had reached very close to the back entrance when this happened and somehow we managed to get inside jostling with everyone. In a minute the bus became jam-packed and there was no place for any last minute boarders like us to even stand properly. She stood holding the overhead bar and she was. .or so I thought I did.But the truth is...I need you. Every guy I went out with was good for awhile, but it seemed like each of them was only trying to get into my pants. There was no connection, it seemed as though they were only half listening to me. Waiting to get me naked.I never let any of them see me. Now I sit here in this quandary, I have no one to please, and no one to please me. Then I thought to myself, I do...I have you, my darling. If you’ll have me of course. So I write this.