They did a very nice job too," she said as he rinsedher hair and began her shampoo. "You really look like a woman dressedthat way, I mean I would not ...now the difference if I didn't know youwere really a man," she said closing her eyes and enjoying the shampoo.The first things Tommy noticed was that in these high heels he had tobend over much further to work and it was a bit of a strain. He also hadthe padded bra to contend with. He had never had to deal with lookingover a padded chest beofre. She said I was to take them every day. By the time I was in the sixth grade, thanks to the hormones my voice didn't change, and I didn't get facial hair and my penis didn't get much bigger. When I started junior high school a couple of boys liked me and I had feeling for them. Savannah, my youngest sister told me not to shower with the other girls. They'll be jealous that I have something special and went to beat me up. So I'd dress out for gymnastics and participate in girls sports. Scott was. "My pleasure, Anita...I really do care for you, and what you're going through." She kissed his neck, his shoulder, his trembling with anticipation lips. "Thank you, my friend." Billy squeezed her firm, full ass cheek. "Are you sure this is what you want? You don't want to fuck, or let me suck you off?" He said he was positive. She sighed, but gave a wide, relieved smile...she needed help, after all. "Only for you, my friend. What should I do?"Billy wiggled his tongue at her, taking charge. He. A few weeks had passed since the literal and figurative package had arrived and we were joking about it while eating dinner by candlelight. After some ravioli, a bottle of wine and heavy drinking at a bar near Mac's house, the joking took a serious turn. We had been bantering about our butt sex pact with a friend of mine that we had run into at the bar after dinner. The guy was laughing hysterically. But he also kept looking at me as if to ask, "Are you serious?"And that's when it dawned on me..