” My cock actually softened a bit as her finger suddenly slid into me.“Deep breaths baby,” she said and began to slowly slide her finger in and ...ut of me.I concentrated on breathing and as she continued to work her finger, the unfamiliar feelings the situation had produced in me began to slowly turn into feelings of pleasure and my cock began to slowly harden once again.A remarkably intense, and not at all unpleasant, feeling washed over me as she, without warning, flexed her finger and rubbed. I was very excited about this! He continued me on aregimen of female hormones, a maintenance dose I would most likely takefor many years to come.The girls in my life (Jennifer, Rebecca, my Mom and Jessica Eiger) eventhrew my a birthday party, where I got to eat ALL the cake and cookies Iwanted! My Facebook page was plastered with pictures of us and theChippendales who were "entertaining us" for a while that night. Ben evencrashed my birthday party (thankfully after those hotties had left). I stopped eating, stopped doing really anything until my daughter came back from her grandparents house one evening. She went to visit them in the summer; my wife died while she was gone. My parents already explained how "Mommy drank too much apple juice one night, and she went into the wrong side of the road, and was hit by a big truck. But she is with the angels now," they told her. "She was in a happier place." And she beilieved it. Economy was rough, society was brutal; I could hardly take. My mother, Lauren and Lisbeth wore matching sky blue dresses, and everyone had an armload of flowers.After the ceremony, I tossed the bouquet toward the gathered crowd, and Christine caught it. She blushed and handed it to the girl standing next to her, who squealed with delight. Donny and I rushed off to have a few private moments before the reception started at three. Mom had rented a hotel room for that purpose, and as we entered the room I saw two small suitcases."What are those for?" I.