Most of the days when Iwas alone, I used to think about who I was and what had happened to me.I also used to think about my old male friends and how t...ey would beenjoying their lives as males while I would be feminized. What all maleliberties they would be enjoying in life.... Late night outs, ability topee standing up, the ability to pee in open fields too without the fearof anyone, no eve teasing, no fear of rape and all. I used to cry duringthese times and felt so sorry for myself of having. You know when I am coming for you. Spread yourself open for me when you hear me enter the room. Do not look at me. Do not speak to me.Your job is to be pleasured. Let me see your beautiful cunt, open and wet, for me. Lift your legs high. I want to lick you. I want to worship you with my mouth. I want to lick your tight little hole. I want to lick it, play with it, and I want to tongue fuck it. I want to hold your arse, pull the cheeks apart, and fuck your arse with my tongue. Then I want to. But we smile a lot, too. Donald was one of the most caring, honest people I've ever met. If I could find a Donald my age, I'd snap him up in a second.Mrs. Badger looks more frail every time I see her. Donald was there with her for a few months after her sister died, but now that he's gone, I don't think it will be long before she follows. Call me heartless, but I don't think it will be a bad thing when it happens. There has to be more to life than just breathing. She and her sister were like. "Forget about that. We don't have practice until tomorrow--or the next day--or something," Sophia laughed. "Get over on this bed and kiss me!" Don't have to tell me twice," Warren said, as he tackled her back on the bed."Mmmmmmm... I love sex in hotel rooms," Sophia said as they broke the kiss."Oh, really?" Yeah, but we're supposed to meet Liz for lunch... or supper... or something... in an hour. And we need a shower." Hmmmm..." Warren got off the bed and went to the bathroom. He returned with.