Some of this may not be accurate as mymemories of certain events might be colored by my feelings or my age atthe time. Still I have tried to be honest...about them.The next year and a half were awful for me. I hated being forced to be aboy and yet I was afraid to tell anyone, except my closest friend Amy,how I felt. I would beg and plead with the forces that be to make me agirl. Often I would cry myself to sleep at night, gently sobbing into mypillow so Momma and Daddy would not hear.For a long. She picked up her mobile phone. She needed someone to speak to. And the person whose saved number she chose was Justin. The same Justin, of course, who was now returning from the bar of the Black Swan carrying three glasses of wine for Ashley, Sophie and himself. Justin laid out the drinks and sat down with a grin. ‘Isn’t it wonderful,’ said Ashley to Justin, ‘Sophie getting into accountancy and everything?’ ‘It’s really quite unexpected,’ agreed Justin. ‘We had no idea what had happened to. Pregnancy aside, Sonya had swum like a rock and even thoughJenny knew what she should do to swim, she didn't think that part of herbody density had changed that much. She sighed and promised herself tofind the hotel pool and give it a go in safer surroundings later ontonight.They spent the rest of the afternoon there. Jenny made sure she broughther big bottle of sun block. She wasn't against a tan like Sonya hadbeen, but she knew she damned sure didn't want a burn. After they finallylay down on. . umm .. Roger said don't worry, its ok. he walked to the cabinet, opened it up and pulled out the video i had borrowed. This is one of my favorites. I turned bright red, said sorry again, i think i even started crying. he said don't worry its fine, was really nice, offered me a cold beer, and started to talk about how watching porn is ok, and dressing up is ok too. I felt comfortable and confessed to him about dressing up in his gear, he said he had suspected so, and said he was glad to find a.