”My eyes were searching his for more information but he avoided my stare.“And...”My need to know had become even greater. Brad was not to know, ...ut my heart was thumping in my chest. I was barely controlling my breathing and I could feel my knickers get wet with the anticipation.“Mrs Robertson...”“Call her Bev or Beverly, Brad. I think it's a little too late to be so formal,” I said interrupting him. “Beverley climbed onto Bobby and put his dick inside her. She turned to me and asked whether I. Then I started to push against it. Gradually I worked my gooey digit through the resisting flesh and all the way into his smooth youthful bottom. I probed the hot exciting interior and found his prostate. Pressing against it made his penis jerk as he let out a gasp of pleasure. Fucking him with my finger I told him that when he could take two fingers in him he would be ready for my cock. He was anxious so after a couple more minutes another finger joined the first. He was tight but with both. ” ******** My car pulls up at a remote house on the outskirts of a pretty town. The travel has only been a few hours, but I feel exhausted from the nervous energy and the task I have undertaken. I again curse myself for my impulsivity and where it could lead. That I could risk losing the greatest happiness in my world, the only spark of joy in an otherwise dull and cloudy life. And that is without even considering the jeopardy I have placed her security in.Her surgery took place five days. It’s what my folks would have called me if I were born a girl.’ Gigi walked up to me and grabbed both of my hands and smiled. ‘Lori Ann.’ she repeated. Then she added with a smile ‘Lori Ann the tran. ‘ ‘ It’s time to see how you look.’ I carried my travel bag to a store room and got my stuff out. There was my mom’s old wig, a bra she was going to throw out, a red sweater and a pair of black slacks she never missed. Best of all by a very strange fluke of genetics I could fit into my mom’s.