Both hismother and sisters found it difficult to get used to him being a boy.They always called him Tina and were happy to lend him clothes so that he...pent a lot of time dressed as a girl - which still seemed natural forhim.No one had got around to telling him any facts of life. Later, heremembered clearly the embarrassment of his first "wet dream". Hisschool mates were better informed and he learned from them - probably avery distorted version of the birds and bees.As time passed, Thomas. In those days, everyone looked the other way with a “What will be, will be” attitude and commented on the weather.He was from somewhere in the northern regions of Russia and spoke French with a guttural accent that sounded suspiciously German or Prussian but the smile in his eyes and his charming attitude convinced those around him that he was totally harmless and easy to get along with, all things considered.Even now almost twenty years later, Annie smiled in the taxi on the way to the hotel. We kissed softly and deeply until the fire had built up to an inferno. Her hips started to grind slowly on my cock and our need, I knew, was the same. “Make love to me, Dan,” she whispered softly in my ear. I didn’t waste a moment. I placed my hands underneath her and stood up taking her with me. I stepped out of the hot tub carrying her with me to the French doors that lead to the deck. I opened them and laid her gently down on one of the cushioned lounge chairs. I laid down next to her and. Maybe even do more." She paused. And when it became obvious I wasn't going to say anything she added, "I'd need this. Please?"I immediately looked her in the eyes. "Why? Why exactly do you need this? Can you tell me?"She thought a moment then looking away as if ashamed she mouthed the word, "No."I sat down next to her on the bed and covered her back up. I gently put my hand on the side of her face, and rubbed her cheek with my thumb and asked, "Does this have anything to do with the fact you.