I said ‘its ok it’s a mistake on my part too , please don’t mind and saying this I touched her shoulder just to pat. I could feel that she was s...ivering. I asked her, why you are trembling’. She said nothing but instantly enveloped her face tightly with her palms. I grabbed her shoulders from behind and asked her if something is wrong, I could feel that she was breathing very heavily. I was so close to her that I could smell her. I asked her not to hide her face and talk about it. She became. And a celebrity who can't just put on a pair of sunglasses and walk away from it. Damn! What a thing to be famous for! Having a horse's genitals between her legs! It's just so damn surreal! Of course, even I have to admit it's kind of hot too. There's just something primal about something that big and that male between the legs of a beautiful girl. I suppose that explains why some boys who declared themselves psychologically-female balked at going all the way through gender-reassignment. And. I knew all the things to make a girl happy. I’ve learned that the happier and more at ease you make a girl, the better experience you will reap. We sit down at some stools by the counter and chat a bit. We perch on the stools facing each other, K had her right leg crossed over her left knee. I start stroking her right leg, she smiles warmly. I see and feel the goose pimples that form on her thighs. Is she cold or excited? Emboldened, I reach up and gently brush the underside of her left breast.. But wearing my new tiny black thong with black heels made me feel rather naughty and sexy.The train was already crowded when I stepped on, and it got more crowded, and more cramped, with each station stop. I found myself pushed to the back of the car, holding onto a center pole. As the train rocked back and forth down the tracks, I became aware that my rear end was bumping steadily against someone standing behind me. I didn’t think much about it, until I noticed that I was feeling something.