“Here you go, wouldn’t want you to lose Mister Pointy, would we?”Kendra was unusually silent as they decided to call it a night and headed back ...o Buffy’s house. The house was empty, with Buffy’s mother visiting friends in Los Angeles. Deciding to make a snack before they turned in, Buffy led her counterpart to the kitchen.“Hungry?” she asked Kendra as she opened the refrigerator to see what leftovers were available.“No, tank ya,” Kendra said, food being the last thing on her mind at the. "He sometimes helps out at the centre, usually when we're having a trip out somewhere and we need someone to drive the minibus". Nick bought me a Coke and began chatting. "So where are you from?" he asked. When I told him he replied "no way! I live about 4 streets away! Small world innit?". The conversation went on and Mark came over to tell me that the group was moving on to another venue. I looked at my watch and told him that actually, it was time I was going. "Oh don't go yet" said Nick. Mymind was in a whirl. "How does a woman make clear what she wants andexpects?"When I had doffed the robe I turned to study myself in the full lengthmirror. My reflection was still that of a woman, in spite of my lack ofmakeup. "An attractive woman, too!" I thought as my hands felt along mybody from hips to false breasts. How pleasant the sensation of touchingmyself through the sleek silk! "Would it be too bold of me to place herhand on my body if she doesn't make the first move?"When I heard. My differences were as listed plus external genitalia versus cloaca. All the children tested healthy and with mothers dominant DNA they would have her characteristics. They also found that most of our offspring would be female and only with special intervention would we be able to have males; or so we all thought. Over the next few days we managed to be able to spend some private time together just us and the 'girls'.One day about a month after landing we were allowed to go outside and I.