I cleared my throat."Maggie?" This is she. Who is calling please?"A lump lodged in my throat, chocking back my abilitiy to promptly answer. "May I a...k who is calling please," she repeated."Hey uh Maggie, this is Howard. You, uh, left your panties at my house the other day."A short silence was quicky followed by a giggle. "Well, hello again. I wasn't sure you had the balls to call me." So, Hey! How are you doin'?" I muttered."Working my ass off as usual Howard. Momma doesn't give me a. The white car pulled into the parking lot of one of the small, sleazy motels near the Iinterstate ramp. I recognized the guy as one of the appraisers that Loretta worked with: Tom something. He already had a key. They walked into the room as if they had done it a hundred times before. He was a good looking fellow, who was about ten years younger than Loretta. They drew the curtains across the window and closed the blinds.Unfortunately, I had not thought this far ahead. I had no idea what to do. He was a best friend and excellent listener to all of the guys and girls, all the while making small attempts to remind all of them he was still a man who happened to look convincingly like a woman and dressed like one. He scared easily, wasn’t that big into sports, and often times would catch himself acting in a very feminine manner even though it was just how he naturally came off to people. He did have his spurs of manliness however, though those moments were few and far between.During his. I thought he was going to shoot his white come into my mouth and I was kinda worried about that, but he didn’t. Then Mommy said, “Honey, you remember what you watched last night when Daddy fucked me?” and I said yes, and she said when I climbed on him, and I said yes, and she said now it’s your turn. Golly, finally I was gonna become a Real Woman! Daddy laid down on his back. I climbed onto him and he helped me. I was sitting on his stomach. He reached up and rubbed my bumps and squeezed.