He then looked at me and asked, ‘Why did you hook up with that bitch?’ I tensely laughed and looked at him with a resigned look, ‘She has nice t...ts I guess. I don’t know, we had a good thing going then bang she’s a slut and I’m in jail. I don’t know what she was thinking, if she was thinking…I just don’t know.’ ‘Some advice.’ he said and I looked up at him, ‘Find a different set of tits in the future, maybe a pair that’s more dependable.’ I nodded my head as he filed the paperwork for me to be. .familiar? "Been having fun, Brit?" The red-faced man smiled. "You’re looking well. Much better than the last time we met." The man made no motion toward Britney, and simply stood with his hands in his coat pockets. Britney, meanwhile, had stopped sobbing and stood transfixed. "I…know you…? How do I know you?" "I’m surprised you don’t remember. Most people’s memories usually snap back to them as soon as they see me." The man walk over to a chair at his side and sat down. It immediately began to. ....Silence lingered in the living room for what seemed forever and then she spoke."Who did you hire to decorate your house, it's very nice." she asked changing the subject."I did it myself, I''m flattered that you like my taste." he said blushingly.She took a long look at him and saw a opening she wanted to exploit."I was at a bar that turned out to be a gay and a shemale was hitting on me all night." "Really, what did you do."His eyes seemed to sparkle like stars at the mention of a shemales.. Not that life as Jess stopped then; itactually ratcheted up a notch, and I was curious to see how far itwould go. I didn't want to become a woman per se, I liked myself as aman, but I didn't really want to be restricted to a single gendereither.After a few years in Japan, I had saved enough of my enlisted salaryto take a trip to Thailand. I didn't go there for a sex change, butfor a particular augmentation. I wanted breasts. Not really largeones, just a handful that I could conceal at my day.