My T-shirts were different too. The neck came a bit lower on my chestand they weren?t white anymore, they were pink or light blue or peach,my Mom told...me the color and had little bits of lace around the neck. Ihad seen my friend Cindy wearing shirts like them before I had to be agirl.Shoes and socks were subtly different. My socks only came up to my ankleand had lacy tops to them, unlike my regular socks that came up mycalves under my jeans. Oh, that was another thing, my new jeans were. Once again she shot me down. I stood steadfast. I turned to her aunt to learn the girl's loves and hates, the musicians she adored and those she reviled. I learned that she loved the music of the Beatles. Fine. I set about learning from a Beatles song book and polishing my skills on the guitar. Hell, if it worked for Romeo it would work for me. I planned to bushwhack serenade her. I prepared carefully. I dressed all in black and took my precious guitar to the mall on the day that she was to. I knew in the state he was in that there was a danger of him being too aggressive. I remembered the gel and applied a mass of it to more deep groans, he was big, glistening and beautiful. I knew he was going to be quick. I let him loose and I ran, but he caught me immediately from behind, a large hand on the back of my neck, the other in the small of my back and unwittingly crushes me against the mirror. Still holding my neck his other hand, he was steering his rampant erection forcibly in from. Then she pressed her tits and said so you should be eager to play with women, I said yes. She leaned towards me and began to kiss me. Our tongues were playing in each others mouth and her saliva was really good. After 5 min we broke and she asked me what kind of sex I like. I said her in sex I want to be dominated and act like a slave.She spitted in my face and said here I am your master my slave. I was happy in her work and said yes master. So asked me to open my mouth and I did. She spitted.