I was shocked and hot and hadn’treally come because of this terrible interruption ashis tongue was in my mouth, milking my tongue and hishands w...re on my body, milking me with long fingers,and his long stiff finger was stroking my clit anddipping into me. I was ready and couldn’t stand thetease. I slipped out of his grip onto the couch and he was atmy knees, spreading me. The air was cold where I wasdripping wet. I waited for him to take me. “Come onboy,” he said. And I. "My goodness, you do work fast, don't you?"I looked over and saw my friend, Irene. Grey haired, glasses, still a little heavy...truth be told she looked like a kindly old grandmother. Well, she would have if it weren't for the absolute look of lust in her eyes, trained on the bottomless girl I had bent over the desk. Truth be told, in all the excitement I'd completely forgotten about the "problem" I'd come to see her about. I hadn't heard her come in at all and wondered just how much of my. I enjoyed cerebral puzzles, and when I returned to them, Ireturned to the question which had been eating at me this whole time.I had managed to suppress my wonderings for about three consecutive dayswhen Kriss returned from her business trip.But something was different."Do you remember the conversation we had a few months ago? About wantingto be a woman?" She said this almost out of breath. As though she hadrun all the way from the airport."Well hey sweetheart it's nice to see you too. I do. The puddle of warm piss around my head was turning cool in the night air. I closed my eyes and thought back as to how I came to be so immoral that I let these boys treat me this way. I left home tired of all the bullshit there and moved to the city at an early age were I found a girl with no high school diploma couldn't get a descent job. I ended up living in run down boarding houses or on the street to proud to go home and admit failure. I joined the gang more for protection then anything.