Motioning toward Kevin, I asked, "Want a beer? How about you, Bart?"I had begun pulling one into a frosty mug for me, when Kevin said, "Yeah, one for ...e."With a smile, Bart said, "Why not, it's Saturday."Within a few minutes, the patio was filling up with people. Wes and Bear joined us, and before long, the tables away from the kids were full of folks chatting and eating.Star was with us and was talking about some tool orders. She said, "I have a real question for you, Boss, or perhaps this is. As the smurf turns around and walks away, I shut the door and sighed, "Must be that time of year again." I muttered.This was nothing new to me. Ever since I became a real smurf, all the boys ogle me onschedule. Its happens once a month, but this month however is the most aggressive. It didn't occur tome when I lookedout the window andsaw the smurfs looking like they're in a trance, theymust be in a love spell once again. It usuallylast for anentire day, but this time its different.The smurfs. They arrived at the Bridal Salon and Susanne was trying on her first dress when Bree and Abby arrived. Susanne came out and was pleasantly surprised to see Abby. Abby said, "Mom said you would be trying on different wedding dresses, and I was curious. Hope you don't mind me and my friend Bree here coming to hang out." Oh, of course not Abby, the more the merrier," Susanne said, sincerely, giving Abby a hug. She shook Bree's hand too and greeted, "It is nice to meet you." Oh, the pleasure is all. But I am more than a crossdresser. I need to be female 24/7, 365. I need to change completely. I need to transform my body. My lower body has always been feminine, broad hips, shapely ass cheeks which respond well to gym work, petite feet and legs. My upper body is a mixed bag. I have always carried some fat on my chest, even when I have a 6 pack. My shoulders are narrow. I dream of having large breasts. I always marvel at women with massive, natural breasts. Wishing I could have them too. What.