One Sunday afternoon my best friend dropped by for a visit & we sat around listening to some goodcountry music. We were having a few drinks, Al didn't...drink very often so she got a little high ratherquickly. The combination of alcohol & the music made her loosen up a little & I got the feeling thatmaybe I could get her to progress toward some party sex.Danny was a very good looking guy & I knew he had the hots for my wife, I had never told him of mydesire to watch her fucked by another man or. Then during weekends when we met, I did convince her to come with me to those deserted restrooms.There I removed her tops and groped her boobs, playing with her nipples and sucking them. When I removed her legging for the first time, I was amazed looking at her ass.I still have that feeling when I mention it. They were more awesome than her boobies. Anyone would squeeze it and smack it at the first look itself.We were just cuddling and fondling which was going on for many days. We had random. Grandma also supplied me with a generous allowance, thus allowing me to acquire an extensive wardrobe of sexy, sensual things.After my first year of college I decided that I needed to be true to my inner feelings. I began hormone treatment therapy and my transformation. My skin grew soft, my blonde hair was growing longer, and my body, always slender, was growing fuller. My breasts had blossomed to sweet little b-cups and my nipples grew more sensitive every day. While I had grown infinitely. "I'll give it some thought and get back to you." It was a half-lie. While Kimmie would think about it, she had no intention of accepting Brooke's offer."Sounds fair. Why don't you give me your number, and I'll call you in a couple of weeks. Would that be OK?"Kimmie was flattered—too flattered to say no, so she shared it with Brooke, who immediately put it into her phone.Kimmie thanked Brooke, said bye, and went to the counter to pay for her new outfit. There was just enough time to run home and.