I am medium weight, i am not as skinny and not as flat chested, but only by a kilo or so. I am now in high school, first year, 13 years old (same with...Nathen.) It was holidays and it was a sunny Wednesday, so i went for a ride in my suburb, i was wearing a white singlet, and white shorts (also underwear.) As i was riding, i saw Nathen coming down the other side of the street, he was wearing almost the same clothes but in black. When we reached each other he says "Oh hey Dyl." "Hey." I say.. .I'm sorry for staring, really."I walked over to him and started undoing his shirt. "We ARE married, you know, it's okay for you to admire your wife." His shirt fell to the ground as I undid his shorts. "And maybe I'd like to admire my husband once in a while."I swear he was beet red when his shorts fell down! And his cock was showing some serious signs of interest, too. I kind of giggled and slipped into the warm waters."You coming in?" And with that, Derrick waded in as well.I had no problem. I learned to do my own make up and I quickly became blas?about going out, even meeting people en femme. I enjoyed being lustedafter. As a man I was barely noticed, as a woman, together with Roxy,we were often the centre of attention, turning heads as we walked into aroom. From around that time I realised that if Roxy and I were to splitup, I would forever be addicted to getting myself 'dolled up'.Anyway, I digress. Life in the big house developed along the lines ithad started. My male. "That is so Sir," Mary said, "But it is also thanks to you Sir, for visiting my grave on this special day." Andy looked nervously around. "Are there any more," he asked, "Awake.. like you." "No Sir," she assured him, "You are the only visitor since the sun did set behind yonder hill, Sir." Andy's initial fear abated as he conversed with the woman and, as she removed the veil that shrouded her face, he could see that she was extraordinarily beautiful with a warm, disarming smile that dispelled.