It reallydidn't matter, did it? I wanted to be a girl, right? The answer to that was aresounding: Hell Yeah!So all my doubts, all my questions that it...would REALLY hurt to wonder about,they went into one large box. I threw that box into the lake of my soul, fromwhere the rivers of mind and heart flow. But the instant that the boxhit the bottom, it cracked a little, and the doubts began to poison the cleanwater. What doubts? What questions? The truth I knew. Nothing else mattered.All were. “Hi, Renee. I thought you would be there. I have a couple of boxes I put together at my sister’s. Do you want me to bring them by there, or just drop them off at the house?” “Either way is fine.” Her frustration must have crept into her voice, because Phyllis asked, “What’s wrong?” Renee let out a sigh. “I’ve got a virus on the computer at the store, and I can’t get anyone in here to fix it. I’m at a standstill.” “Oh, hang on a second.” Her next words were muted, indicating that Phyllis had her. The door was slightly ajar but i knocked just the same. I heard someone say come on in. The living was a bit of a mess and then he came out of the bedroom. He was an older white guy a bit on the chubby side wearing jugging pants and a wife beater T shirt. I sat on the edge of the bed while he asked if i had found the place alright, i was not in the mood for small talk so I answered that It was no problem and started to pull his pants down. he was not wearing any underwear so his cock was right. Then he came deep inside of me. I could feel his seed fill me, and I felt I could take more and more of this for the rest of my life. As my father’s own orgasm began to subdue, he pulled me with him, so that he was on his back, and I was laying on his chest, his cock still inside of me, and he kissed me lovingly. When the kiss ended, I rested my head on his chest, trying to catch my breath. My father began to run his fingers through my hair.“I could get used to this,” I said breathlessly.My.