But what could I say? If I disagreed about becoming a woman, he wouldtell everyone I was a man and then this whole life as a woman would cometo a scre...ching halt! I had to say something. "Well, um, er, I have beenworking on this for months now." Are you in the care of a doctor, Beth? Someone with experience in maleto female transsexualism? Someone who can refer you to a therapist and asurgeon for gender reassignment surgery when the time is right?" When hesaid this I had nowhere to hide, and I. And since we couldn't really fuck at either of our houses, unless parents happed to be gone for a while, we did a lot of car stuff. Mainly we would park in empty areas of various cemeteries. Seemed to be the best place for some private times. If it was warm outside, we would sometimes venture out of the car, and I could bend her over the hood, fucking her in the bright sunshine. We both got a thrill out of doing it outdoors, and I think the possibility of getting caught added to the excitement.. It might give him some psychological power over her but she wasn't hungry anyway, she had a good breakfast. She looked at the food and the books wondering if he was trying to seduce her or some such.She still had no answers when he came back a while later, she didn't know how long he had been gone since there were no clocks and she didn't have a watch. He looked at her sitting there. It looked like he was admiring her-like a piece of meat he was about to cook and eat that is.He said, "We should. She threw me on my bed and continued kissing me before finally breaking off and kissing along my collarbone. She kissed me once in the centre of my chest just above my tits and I thrust my chest into her face, desperate for release. "Settle down tiger, we mustn't rush perfection" she murmured, her lips just brushing top of my left breast. I felt my nipples stir and my pussy started dripping underneath her perfectly sculpted legs. Reaching underneath my back, she unclasped my bra and threw it.