?Memories are one of the most important of all gifts given to human beings.? Jane pointed out. ?I?d never do anything to take that gift away from you ...r your family. Up to this point you and your family have memories of both your male past and your female past. It wouldn?t do for you to run into one of Trish?s friends that Roger never gave the time of day.??I don?t remember anything about being a girl.? Trish replied.?The memories will come only when you need them.? Jane replied before leaving.. " she said devilishly and walked across the room to get something out of her bag on the floor. I kicked off my shoes and socks and ripped my boxers off. I slid back further on the bed admiring her body as the candle light kissed her nicely tanned skin. She bent over searching through her bag and rolled her hips back and forth, making her ass stick out. I knew she was teasing me so I grabbed my cock, which was already rock hard, and began stroking it as I gazed at her perfectly round ass. She. “Just join me as soon as you are done. If I am asleep, start without me.” I winked.I’d known him for two years and loved him as a friend.I’d never thought of men as being available that way.Female friends, they might fall for you, the opposite sex was at least acceptable in general.Life had taught me that my hunger for the more masculine of my beloved circle of chums was sick and wrong.Yet I met Shaun’s eyes and he met mine.He saw the sissy hiding from the world, trying to be butch…and he had. What was happening? Where was he going to put it. My tension was unbelievable, he was obviously doing this on purpose, keeping me guessing. It was a cruel game, but a wonderful one. The feeling of anticipation in both places heightened the pleasure. He kept just the head of his tool in my vagina and again began to move it backwards and forwards over it further lubricating himself. I was desperate to have it somewhere and he knew it: he was keeping me waiting on purpose. Then he pushed into me.