I guess she was waiting for this opportunity. I desperately tried hiding the moments she saw my dick and motioning towards it said, ‘See I have been...successful and you have failed’. I knew what she was talking about. My dick was standing like a pole and the throbbing had started. She moved closer to me and caressed my dick with her palm and running her hands over my bare lower legs. ‘So what say she said I knew the breaking point had come before?I could say anything she said let me give you an. At the same time, there was a rippling sensation in his chest - andthe still-changing shirt he wore began to bulge outwards, propelled by theforce of his swelling chest. He could feel the weight on his chestincreasing as his nipples gained in sensitivity - and he knew the sensationhe'd described so often, the feeling of breasts swelling on a once manly chest. Instinctively, his hands flew to his head, and he was rewarded with thesensation of his hair rapidly pushing outward from his scalp.. That was not part of the plan, and it would make a real mess of things.It didn't help that Barb started crying. "Oh, Tom, Tom, you're so wonderful. I can't imagine Jim ever being half as sensitive as you are."At that point I led her, cheeks still wet with tears, over to the bed, and we lay down side by side, fully dressed. I kissed her tears away and then kept on kissing, and soon our mouths were exploring each other in a long intense kiss. Intense, but not exactly passionate. I don't know how. For a moment, that's exactly what Ithought: I was in the middle of a war. But I didn't hear shots being fired,or any explosions.I crawled to the side of the walk and rolled over on the grass. It was coolon my skin. I stared up at the clouds drifting across the sky and tried tofigure out where I was, and why my artificial hip didn't hurt anymore.Despite my raw knees and my tender chin, I felt more vibrant, more alive,than I had in -- well, more than half a century. Was I dead? Was this heaven?I.