Although he was a mature male teenage boy by his 17th birthday, Jerry had always thought his true gender was female. He was a guy physically and he ha... the balls and decent sized morning wood to prove it. But his feelings and certainly what he dreamed about were decidedly female.And this wasn’t just because at age ten his mum had mentioned to him that after giving birth to his two older brothers, she had desperately wanted a girl. She told him his chosen name would have been Geraldine, but they. " Really?" I asked. "I'm the one you'd want to go with? Our relationship is not exactly conventional." I know, and I know that we started off a little rocky, but despite the fact that you're porking my whole family, I've really come to like you as a person. I think you're a really nice guy, and I like spending time with you. Is that so weird?" Sort of, yeah," I said with a laugh. "But to be honest, I enjoy your company too." Well good," she said, molding her body back into mine. "Just don't. Your hair, oh how I love your hair. Soft and healthy, I love how it falls over your brow and I sweep it to see into your eyes. I love how it feels between my fingers when my hand grasps unexpectedly at the back of your neck because I want you to kiss me harder, and I didn’t know that I wanted that. I wanted to be meek and sweet, respectful, a lady, as my parents would say. But your lips, God I love those lips. So soft and so cool and wet. Pressed against mine a knot in my throat forms and I. Marilyn’s reaction was not at all the one I was expecting. After I explained the idea, she just nodded and said, “Good! You need to do something different.”“Huh?”“Carl, you get bored doing the same thing over and over. You’re getting that way now, with the firm. I can tell.” I didn’t know what to say to that, and she continued. “Seriously, you’re not just about making money. I know you’ve sometimes wondered what it would have been like to teach instead of going into the Army. Give this a.