..?" Well," I replied, amazed at a girl I'd only met a few hours ago wanting to sleep with me and admitting to being desperate for a shag. I was also ...lightly puzzled by her odd way of speaking, despite her accent being almost certainly from London. "If you're sure then fine. You're a beautiful sexy girl, so if you want to make love to me then I'm hardly going to say no. I'll do whatever you say, and I promise to be gentle." Thank you, you're very sweet. We'll have to be quiet though because I. I knew she wanted to make me come out of it. After prolonging the meet for few days, I finally met her at a coffee shop. We met after about 7 months and she had this gorgeous make over which made her look even sexy.During this conversation, she blamed herself for my break up and wanted to talk to my girlfriend (now ex) which I declined. She kept on pestering me and I didn’t budge. After this meeting, our chats increased slowly and in the meantime, she inquired about my ex-gf through my best. I was a good looking young man by all standards. Desired by many woman whom tried to make a relationship. For what ever the reasons to be given. I was looking for something more. My past haunting me of lovers now gone and illicit sexual desires fulfilled to the extremes. I had spent the last years of my life never once indulging into a sexual situation. Not for the lack of opportunities but the desire for romance and love of a different level. As I pressed onward in my journey. My heading was. Just dresses, skirts and tops. I wasn't even interested in slacks or jeans.Must've gotten that from Cindy.Our next stop was Tucson. In the few weeks I had been living as a woman, andthe constant tutoring I had been receiving from Cindy, it seemed like years.I felt like a total woman and had forgotten what it was like to be a man,maybe because I lost interest. We were to stay in Tucson for a week whileCindy had several auctions to attend. I was free to roam around and did a lotof sightseeing.