"You're not married are you Mandy?" he asked her."No, but what does that have to do with anything?" What time do you get off work?"She gave him a wary...look as she said four o'clock." Since we got off to a bad start I would like to introduce myself. My name is Connor Overton. It's nice to meet you, Mandy." How did you know my name," she asked him with confusion on her face. His eyes fell to her name tag,"Well, that's what your name tag says. Am I wrong?" he looked at her face."No, you're not. Someday, hopefully you can tell me where you learned how to do that.”Driving over to Sue’s house, Rachel kept looking at me in a way that made me nervous.“What are you thinking?” I asked.“Do not know where to start” she replied, “I seduced a k**, that I have know since adolescence, who actually fucked me better than I have ever been fucked before. And…did things to me that were only fantasies of mine”.“So” was my response.“So, I am thinking as the old cliché says, it’s so wrong, but feels oh so. I went down the aisle and squatted down next to him as if I were looking at something on a lower shelf. I accidentally bumped him, "I'm sorry, I hope I didn't disturb you" I said looking up at him. "No..no I was just looking for a nut" he said, (seriously that's what he said) holding a bolt out for me to see. He had turned slightly toward me as he spoke, my face was at cock level and I was looking at the front of his pants, "maybe I could help you find it" I offered looking up at him. "I really. Oh yeah, I was born male. I'm not sure if I'm transitioning orwhat, but I identify as a woman, wear women's clothes and all the rest.I take small doses of hormones but not really enough to have an idealbody - I'm desperate to keep my penis the size it is (about eight tonine inches when erect) and keep its function. Is that weird? Probably!Sexuality-wise, I suppose I'm bi but generally prefer men. It's easierfor me to get women to sleep with me (which is another thing that isweird), and purely.