My voice is too deep. The hair where I need it is missing.I need to put makeup and look pretty, not like someone whois trying to pass. And if I try to...pass I might get beat upby someone who believes he is a ?real? man. Or I might justbe lucky enough just to get a snide remark. I need to bewith woman as a woman, not a freak. And if I need to go tothe restroom in a public place it is with a sister or agirlfriend. I need to be with a man as his woman and knowthat he is or will be the father of my. Perspiration was running down between your boobs and wetting the little cotton crop top that you had on, you hadn’t bothered to put a bra on as your breasts were quite pert and firm which you loved as your nipples did stick out now and again if you got a bit horney and you knew it turned the boys on as you could often see them getting hard cocks in their swimming shorts and you liked that. In fact you were getting a bit horney yourself just thinking about it. You were shooting along quite fast. Looking across the street for potential customers from the theatre, she realized that she was too early. Cursing herself, she looked up and down the street for a potential customer to take up her time while she waited for the show to get out. A man who was passing by stopped to leer at her and she smiled at him, looking him over coyly. The man was lower middle class by the look of it, and his smile showed that most of teeth were missing. They bartered her price for a few minutes. "Relax, relax," Deon said in a low voice. He pulled me closer to him, taking my legs up and resting them against his chest. It was like leaning against a radiator, he felt so hot. Again he penetrated me, this time pushing inside a few inches. We both groaned, and behind me I heard commotion and struggle. It must have been Todd trying to stop what was happening, but I didn't even pay that much attention. I heard him shout my name, obscenities, and the word "no" several times. I heard the sound.