I noticed she liked to take a shortcut through the edge of some deep woods. I could take her and be done by the time she was missed. I went and put ... blanket and in a clearing deep in the woods, and the next day, took my chance. I knew she had seen me, so I could probably get close before she freaked. I made like I was running into her on the trail and said I was looking for my dog. She walked with me a little ways and then I pulled the chopping knife I had taken from the kitchen and. . I am so out of practice, but the further we go the more confidant I become.Soon I have an arm around her shoulder and a hand that is progressively traveling lower. We're talking and she starts to give the double entendres as my hand finally squeezes her ass. I can feel her shiver at that and can only imagine how moist her panties are getting as the blood starts to make its way into my cock.We are coming up on the first bridge and and I move her so that she is in front of me, wrapping my arms. I felt free, deliciously free and uninhibited.Unencumbered by a burden I'd never wanted, my mood shiftedonce more. Relief turned swiftly to euphoria; I'd beenliberated from my gendered prison, casting aside my falsemasculinity as easily as a snake sloughs its skin. Theshackles were off.The possibilities seemed endless. I would finally know thejoy of being a woman. An entirely new world was opening forme; a world previously denied by an accident of birth. Iwas a girl; young and beautiful by any. I pulled it up and bunched it around my waist, wishing the dress had a belt. But I tucked it in as best I could to keep it out of the toilet water. Then I realized the toilet seat was not going to work. If I leaned back the plumbing attacked me in the small of my back.Finally, I compromised. I sat and slid as far forward as I could, lean back into the hardness that now caught me in mid-back. Just then a woman entered the stall next to me. I froze. Her feet were visible and I could hear her.