.I just like to suck dick but now I question that today I mean I'm still down for the ladies but if given the choice I'd rather be a lady for a black ...an that's the change that's occurring I never wanted to dress up as a woman and certainly never wanted to be treated like one but now I do it consumes my mind I even tried dress up by myself didn't care for it even dressed in nightie while lady friend used strap on didnt get in wasn't into it even tried butt plug and viberater but does nothing. I was really turned on by that and her inner thighs view. So continued my massage for a while to watch her panty. This was the first time I was watching her private parts. Next day that thought was on my mind whole day. I wanted to do more with mom as that smell made me a bit crazy. So I thought of a plan. I started massage as usual and did my normal massage. When I was done with it. I woke up mom and lied her that doctor called today and told to do full leg massage for a week and this therapy. "Jana," he said, "I need to talk to you." She doesn't want to talk to you, Nick," said Bree, one of the other cheerleaders."Jana, I love you," Nick said. A hush fell at the table.Jana stared at him a long moment. "Are you sure?" she asked. Tears were forming in her eyes again.And he realized that was how he always thought of Jana, as "her." She might have a penis, but she was a girl. His girl."I'm very sure, Jana," he said firmly.A smile spread over her face. She rose from her chair,. On his right hand he was missing his pinkie and ring finger, he had lost those two fingers on an operation where he had been captured, and even though he hated the FBI he owed his life to them. He may have lost two fingers but he always thought about how much else he might have lost if the FBI’s HRT team hadn’t saved his life that night in Texas border town. Other than those two fingers he had survived nine years as a field agent operating all over the world, in some hairy missions. Finally.