Also if you are offended by Transgendered, Gay, and Lesbian themes, please be gone...this is not the story for you (unless your morbid curiosity gets ...he better of you (*grin*), but consider yourself warned).This story is dedicated to my beloved friend and soul mate who passed away in November of 2002. Dana, I will always miss you terribly.I would like to thank those that helped me with the proofing and structure of the story. I would love to hear any and all constructive feedback. Please. "Yes," she volunteered, she had made visits to the local Planned Parenthood to keep her Birth Control Pill Prescription current. While telling Steve that last part, Judy looked over at him and winked, saying, "So you don't have to worry about using a condom or getting me pregnant!"Steve almost choked on his latest forkful of spaghetti. Recovering with a smile, he replied, "Sounds like fun!"Finishing soon thereafter, the dishes quickly found their way into the dishwasher and the leftover food,. I had a sudden pang of panic as I realised I may have gone a bit far. she just stared down at my trimmed and shave cock and balls. I put both hands onto her shoulders and pushed her to her knees. Her face was now level with my throbbing purple headed dick. She looked up at me expressionless. "Well, go on then you know you want to " I encouraged.Tentatively she opened her mouth and moved towards me her tongue making contact with my tip. She cupped her right hand under my balls and stroked my. Luckily there was a few minutes break between songs, and the crowd seemed to dissipate somewhat. I quickly handed over the beers, introduced myself again (as I was now able to hear their names) and sided over to the wall again. “Did you mind that I found some new friends to dance with,” Kristi asked me. “Mind,” I replied, “not at all! In fact, I’m glad you found some people to dance with. You looked like you were having a really good time!”.