. He was shaken from his ruminations by the ringing of a cellphone. He recognized the ringtone, but it wasn't his—it was Caitlyn's.Caitlyn's eyes fl...ttered in surprise, and she scrambled from the bed. Jon glanced at the clock and noted in passing that it was 9:30 AM. Evidently this caller believed in punctuality."Hello?" said Caitlyn. "Yes, speaking... Oh, hi, Reverend!"Jon blinked. What? The only Reverend they knew was Lawrence Pendleton, who had married them not two days hence. Why was he. “Very sure, baby,” I heard Tim tell her. “You’ll see in a minute,” he added. And then I walked in on them.“Hi guys,” I grinned. “Have fun fucking today?”“MOTHER!” Janet gasped.“What, baby?” I said, letting her see the cum dripping from my disheveled hair. I knew my sweater was stained with gobs of cum, and my makeup was smeared with it. I was still wearing panties, but when I quickly undressed to join them, both Tim and Janet could see that my panties were sopping wet with cum, and that it was. I felt electric; the feeling was amazing, it felt so sexual! Kay walked over to me and grabbed my hand.“Jesus, Dave...you look so fucking horny!”Kay got on to the bed, crunched up some pillows and laid on the bed with her legs apart. She started to wank herself off - her legs started to twinge - her breathing became heavy as she started to orgasm in front of me - she gasped as her hand got faster and faster.“I need you to suck my cunt off whilst I wank! Get here now, Dave...I need that tongue. I startedwith my mother's clothes and bit by bit created a wardrobe of thrown outand stolen items. Like most cross-dressers I would occasionally feelrepulsed by what I was doing and throw away my clothing, but in time Ihad settled down. When I moved to New Jersey I started living more andmore as a woman and after working with a therapist came to theconclusion that I really was transgender. I planned on beginning thereal life test and was preparing to talk with personnel when the Martinssprang.