Oh gosh, some thoughts do still have the power to make me blush. Like this, anyone who knew me would recognize me; friends, colleagues, anyone. But th... minute I pull the hood on, right the way down so that it covers my entire head, except for the eyeholes, nostril holes and the hole where my painted mouth can be seen, I’m astonished by just how anonymous I become. I’m just a body, and the body could be anyone’s.I’m slightly shocked at how excited this makes me feel. Sandra’s right. Who’s going. One hand toyed at her hair while the other sort of stroked her other thigh. "You mean, like, fly off to the Maldives?" She ignored my joke, finally meeting my eyes with hers. "Kiss me right here," she said, lightly tapping her upper leg near the knee. "Why?" I asked. "Because we both want you to," she said. I gave her a peck on the leg. "You can do better. Now kiss me right here." This time she tapped a little lower on her steadily rocking thigh. I gave her my best you've-got-to-be-shitting-me. I was born as a boy, but I always wanted to be a girl right from my childhood and so, I had medical intervention to change my sex. Since my parents are rich and supportive, I could well afford for my medical expenses, makeup, clothes, etc. I started my sex change therapy at Bangalore when I was 16 years old, I had breast augmentation surgery, hormone replacement therapy, laser hair removal, voice feminization, liposuction for curvy hips and minor surgeries to make my lips thin and my ass more. First time i meet him he was very very nice personwe sit on his couch he had game on rocket vs laker when game was over i was his toy for few hours he took me in his bedroom kingsize bed and we kiss few times he got me out of my clothes quick and order me to undo his pants when i did and pull it down see his huge cock front of me scare the shit of me no joke but i was excited to his cock was hanging between his legs so big and thick and just stare with my big eyes i never forget what he say to.