I almost gasp when I see him. He is the epitome of perfection. His blonde curls framed his slightly tan face, chiseled cheekbones, strong jaws, soft p...nk lips, and sea blue eyes. His eyes meet mine and they twinkle for a second before he smile a boyish smile. I smile back. “Hello. You must be Michael,” I say, extending my hand for a handshake. “And you must be Ella,” he says while his hand reaches for mine and lifts it to his lips and kisses it lightly. His eyes burns into mine and I stare. Life has retuned to normal or as normal as possible. I have now become a woman in every sense of the word except for a working set of balls and a cock. Whenever I go out I go as a woman and nobody can tell looking at me that I am not what I pretend to be. I have formed friendships with several women and work in a dress shop to pay my way at home although we don’t really need it as mother and I more than make enough with our bodies than we will ever need. Add to this the monies that we were. This system is so dead rigor mortis set in eight years ago.”Disheartened, she queried, “So there’s nothing you can do?”After encouraging everyone to eat while they talked John answered, “Warden, I didn’t say that. I just said this system couldn’t be repaired, it’ll have to be replaced. I’m convinced most of this system was originally designed for punch cards, and a computer that was little more than a card sorter.”“But, how can we afford to replace it? The state has paid millions for what we. He came round one night and we were drinking and he was on x-box with my b.f and we were just chilling out. Paul went to get the food on and Matt sat on the sofa with me, we looked at each other and kissed but I pulled off quick. Told him no we really can't this is wrong. (WE NEVER INVOLVE FRIENDS IN OUR ANTICS, COULD GET CPMPLICATED PAUL SAID......)Matt said I know it's bad but we want each other let's go somwhere and have sex, he then rubbed my leg and up my skirt and rubbed me. I was.