I got home with just enough time to shower and dress before school. I looked at my guitar when I was mostly dressed and just had to sit and pick a lit...le tune on it. The day was too glorious to do less than start it with music.“Jacob! You’ll be late for school!” Mom called. Sometimes, school was just in the way of the important things in life. I sighed and lay my guitar on the bed. I headed for the kitchen with my school pack and snatched a piece of toast off Pey’s plate.“J!” she whined.“Want a. And Ms. Clark and kid, don't fuck this up. Mr. Clark is the president of the club and Ms. Clark, well... you'll see. And try not to stare at her tits, okay?" He added, "And the way she looks today, it's gonna be tough. Hurry up I gotta go jerk off in my office."'Okay,' I thought. My dad said the caddy master was a little off, but at least it was a chance to make some money.I took the bags and lugged them out to the first tee. I saw an older guy and I introduced myself. "Hi, I'm Tom," I. Inspecting my finger, I saw it was covered in this strange liquid. Dr. Eve’s eyes were closed as if in ecstasy. I smelled and tasted the stuff on my finger. There was nothing in my world to compare the taste and odor with. It was...sublime.An unnamed desire brought my face closer to her vulva and my tongue darted out to taste this substance without the aid of a finger. It tasted better than the best food prepared by the Buro. I couldn’t get enough. The more I licked the more came out. I started. The women were all fascinated by these newadditions. They commented on how much more gender-mixed I was being madeto appear. I wished I could wear something like a man would have on.Even one piece of clothing. And I wanted to be called Charles instead ofCharlene, maybe just once. I was slipping deeper into my girly identity. Too deep.One of the women reached up to flick the bells. That started the otherschuckling. What I felt made my penis try to erect... again. Thatproduced more.