She likes me and has flirted with me since she has been there.we have gotten to know each other the past year and have gotten along well.one day i was...stocking up some canned goods on a higher shelf,she smacked my ass and said "you have a nice big ass,young man" i got turned on by that and have tried nervously to do the same thing back,but was too shy to do it.one day,we had a sale and she was in a jam and asked me to help her get some stuff sold cause if she didn't get the right amount of. It has something to dowith keeping my inner woman secret, But I just now understood what the'trying' was all about."For as long as I can remember, hell for longer than I can remember, I'vebeen trying to prove something. No, it's not trying to be a tough guy ortrying to compete with every guy I saw, it's more subtle than that. Iguess you would say that I was trying so hard to be a man. Now for thefirst time in my life I don't have to try any more. Do you have any ideawhat kind of weight that. I had just turned 16, and one lunchtime a whole bunch of girls and guys I didn’t know, most of whom were bigger and stronger than me, dragged me to the girls toilets, stripped me and dressed me as a girl , stealing all my boys clothes!I spent the rest of the day in a red gingham dress, with a bra and panties underneath and little patent girls shoes with a bow on the front!The teachers were not much help and smiled almost proudly, as in their eyes I was a great success at the school.There was a. He's generous. He'd give me his favorite thing if I asked for it. We can talk about anything. When I feel like nothing is working he encourages me. We like the same things. He makes me laugh. If I got in a fight, he'd help me, even if it was stupid to get in the fight in the first place. Even when we argue about stuff, and disagree, it's okay because he lets me be who I am, instead of trying to change me around."He sounded frustrated again, for some reason."He's just my best friend!" Do you.