Being transgendered, people generally expected that I knew a lot about sex. Sure, I had seen porn and stuff, but I had never been naked with another h...man outside of a locker room or my parents. I simply did not have a lot of personal experience. When I did think about sex or porn, I saw myself as the boy, not the girl. This was a place I had never been and never expected to be. I attempted to scramble away from Coach, but he tackled me and drove me into the shower floor. My head slammed on the. "Might want to catch that tendril before it escapes and stains my couch!" he grinned, pointing at my gaping mouth.In horror, my mouth clamped shut, teeth pinching my lower lip. My left wrist darted up to and across my mouth in a wiping motion. I grimaced from the electric pain that shot my brain due to my accidental oral self-mutilation. I glanced at my wrist, noticing nothing even remotely wet, and instinctively fired off the shittiest look I possibly could at Jack. "Fuck you, dude," I sulked.. I said, "The main house needs to be cleaned. You could stay here and clean the house for a couple of weeks. By then, maybe a job in the Village would come open."She asked, "Where would I stay?" You could sleep in the utility room while I'm here. I'm leaving soon and will be gone most of the week. You could stay in the downstairs bedroom while I'm gone."I showed her the main house and where the cleaning supplies and equipment were kept. I told her how I wanted the house cleaned.Erin said, "I'd. We were like long lost friends right from the start. There was never any attraction between us, which eliminated any awkward moments. Tracy's butch and I'm attracted to femmes being one myself, or at least a chapstick lesbian. She actually set me up with Sarah, one of her friends. It lasted for a while although we had a respectful mutual split and we all still remained friends.Today I thought I could spin by and have 2, maybe 3 beers before they got busy with the weekend crowd then I would.