Don't ever let them say a girl doesn't need to get laid from time to time. It's a different kind of drive than a man has, but it's real. I dressed pro...ocatively, put on a wig, and off I went, homing in on some soon to get lucky guy.I got a little more than I bargained for. I found a family of three coming out of the theater. I remembered the movie they'd seen, I'd helped produce part of it, and it was no trouble getting into the departing crowd. Once there I sized up the men and moved in.I. "My name used to be Sarah, but that didn't really matter anymore." Lucinda looks amazed. "It's nice to meet you Sarah." You hold out a hand and she takes it wearily. "I used to go by a man's name until a few days ago," you explain. "So I get the weirdness of a gender change. I think that I like my change more than Wendy or me expected though. She wanted a lesbian filled week, and I honestly thought we were going to a normal beach for drinks and sex in the sand." Wendy laughed coyly, Lucinda. ,My yearly visit had evolved from a week to much longer, and now pretty much took over the entire summer. College was waiting on the other end of the season, but for all this summer, I was going to be Grandma's horny albatross.That was fine with her, my grandmother would always say when I called myself that, and it was her idea for me to eventually spend the whole summer with her. An idea that I jumped on the second it was offered, and I relished the chanceto be "her favorite boy," once again,. After my third week of working Monday late nights, my last hour of the night was booked with a beautiful woman, we'll call her Steffani. Looking at her chart, she was in her 40's, she was very petite, 5'4" and 98 pounds. As I greeted her at the front, we shook hands, and she followed me to one of the massage rooms. Her hair was blond, and a pair of breasts I'm guessing were probably 34b's, and she smelled amazing. Once inside, I asked what type of massage she was looking for. Steffani.