Well, Jane isn’t my actual name. I don’t really ask for or give names as that defeats the purpose of wanting an anonymous fuck. Sometimes I wonder...if there are many others like me out there. I wonder what would happen if I started a support group like they have for Alcoholics Anonymous. If we were all in the same room and started talking about our addiction, if we vocalized the things we’d done or urges that we had, how long would it take for the whole thing to devolve into one giant orgy.. The war had bought her some independence even though she was stuck with kid. Why, she had set herself up in this modern little house; leaving the old rooms Dan rented before. And yes, she'd had one or two men-friends. Her chap drove rather a posh car in which she had been taken to restaurants. Dan just wasn't in the same class. But he was the Father and now perhaps he could do some of the looking after. That would be just fine. But she couldn't just start sleeping with him at the drop of a hat;. Jane listened carefully to my tale, asking the odd question here andthere. When I was finished she hugged me and then told me that mynightmare was almost over.Sue then pointed out that I had a lot to learn and learn quickly. Havingspent so much time living as a girl and woman would lessen how much I hadto learn but as I would soon have a fully functional woman's body I hadto learn about feminine hygiene as well as my new body.Sue suggested that the best way to start was to make sure that I. The men came out and holding my hand pulled me out too. I was not able to cover my boobs again and when I came out, the anchal was trailing on the ground and my boobs were open. The boys outside the shop were staring at me in disbelief. The men went ahead to open a closed shop and I began pulling my anchal to cover me when another taxi came and in this one the man with the big cock and two more men came. They began moving to the shop holding my hand when one of the boys said, Raju bhaiya, upar.