I thought about it andrealized that I wanted to be a girl, wanted to be feminine. I felt likeI was betraying myself, giving in. While having my old ma...e thoughtsback put me at odds with my body, at least I was content with who I wasinside. Now it was the opposite and the internal conflict was far worsethan the other one had ever been.I tried to focus my thoughts, try to realign them with my old male wayof thinking. When I thought about being a boy, having a penis and beingattracted to girls, I. “Why, Shiva, “she asked taking my already erect and hard cock in her hands.“Because, if you were my mother, I would have married you”“You, silly, you can’t marry me if I were your mother, but you can have me, sonShe asked, “Do you like me so much that you want to marry me, son?”Padma was 44 yr old, tall, very fair, with oily smooth unblemished skin, beautiful oval face, high cheekbones, full lips, her beautiful big 42DD breasts still firm, conical, extending out of her small frame, narrow waist. It was very nice and I was already stoked about the possible move. She asked me if I had a girlfriend and I told her yes. ‘What would she think about her boyfriend moving in the basement of a home owned by a lonely, divorced lady?’ ‘Does it matter?’, I laughed. She smiled. ‘Well the reason I’m asking is because I’m also looking for someone to satisfy me how I want to be satisfied. Of course I’m speaking sexually here. Don’t expect a relationship just a nice place to stay with no bills. Of. In view of his age, probably mid forties and his inconsistency of practice this said much of his general fitness. When I commented on this he told us he liked to run. He pointed out that it was easier for him to keep this up than it was to swim since he could fit it into his busy schedule more easily. By the time we had finished in the pool it was almost lunch time and we invited them to join us and they acceptedThis gave us a chance to get to know Joan who was a teacher and deputy head of one.