It amazed me how the transformation she made going from a man to a woman – I asked her once how did she learn to do her self up, it turned out that ...he was a make-up artist in the theatre, so she new how to make herself so attractive without looking like a man in drag. As I was watching her transform, she said ‘why don’t I do you up too tonight’ I said no-way, but Jody said ‘come on it I’ll be fun, we’ll have a gurls night out’. As I thought about it, I could feel a tingle of excitement in my. He could not be talking to me. The me who was staring at his body, most likely drooling. The me who probably made a complete fool out of myself..."Hello? I'm Dean. You are... ?"I glanced over my shoulder. He was right behind me. I turned to face him and managed to utter, "Renee. I ... I ... I'm Renee. Nice to meet you."He smiled, and I could see that he was perfect. His smile curved up into his cheeks, which had dimples right in the center. His eyes were a beautiful shade of green, and his hair. A contrast indeed to Selena’s much more voluptuous virtual identity. And she tasted so very sweet. Her vagina, her small nipples, the ream of her anus, was so pleasant and sweet to the tongue. Quite unlike the rich smells and tastes with which Selena flavoured her body. Angela was different from a pre-programmed avatar not only by virtue of her appearance. As a real person with her own volition she was able to express herself in ways that were so much her own and not those of her designer. She. "Hello Tim. Isn't it such a nice day?" She said in an elderly voice."Umm. Hello Mrs. Anderson." I said, as I quickly opened my door and charged into my apartment. I slammed the door shut and locked the deadbolt. I placed the laptop on the dining table and went through my apartment and closed all my curtains. Once the task was completed I sat down on the sofa and stared at my mother's laptop. "What should I do?" I said out loud to myself.So many thoughts ran through my mind. What was happening.