Well, those things were suddenly not so insane anymore. Hedidn't feel ashamed, or disgusted with himself. He didn't feelthreatened or emasculated. He ...ust felt... good. He was happy withhimself, glad that he'd taken the plunge, knowing that he would returnto his old body without any lingering regrets of what he should havetried while temporarily female.He finished off and flushed. Ben was waiting for him on the bed, andTyler climbed back on and gave Ben a tiny kiss. "Hi," he said."Hi," Ben. A man’s obsession of which I have plenty. Have had since I was a physically precocious teenager. And I’ve worked to not let it and the rest of me sag.”“You could have any man.”“Probably.”“But...”The drinks came and Joe paid the moderate price. Tipped well enough to see the appreciation on the redheads face. “My name’s Rose,” she said. “And you are?”“Joe.”“Maria.”“Linton.”“Very nice to meet you.”“You as well,” said Joe. Maria, whose hand hadn’t left his cock, squeezed it jealously. He laughed. The walls were still covered in a laminated wooden paneling that reminded him of Crayola Crayon Brown. The floors were still made of stained and speckled white tiles and the stage at the far end of the room remained out of place in its near inadequacy. As his eyes adjusted, Collin recognized faces and even names. Eyes glanced at him as well, and one girl even waved from across the room near a small congregation of people nearest the back corner. ‘Hey Collin. I’m glad you could make it,’ said. Music was blaring, people dancing and laughing and just having a great time and I found myself getting caught up in the fun. Amber stayed by my side most of the night but at one point went to talk a guy she had told me about. I saw them slip inside the house and figured she was going to be gone for a while. “Sara, right?” I turned towards the voice behind me. I had met him when we first arrived but couldn’t really remember his name. “I’m Mark. We met earlier.” I guess he could tell that I.