Then slowly I removed her blindfold. Seeing the flowers, candles and ambience of the room, she turned and hugged me tightly. There were tears in her e...es.Me – What happened, darling? Why are you crying?Kirti – Dumbo, these are tears of joy.Saying this, she started kissing me on my lips. I brought her closer to me and hugged her tightly. I was feeling her back while sucking her lower lip and then her upper lip alternatively. Then our tongues met and we were kissing each other as if there is no. My moans intensified, and my mind pulsed with the sole desire to have you buried inside of me. Your finger plunged into me. My eyes flew open as my pelvis pitched forward in ecstasy, forcing you deeper. As you continued, I was gone to this world. While your finger found its place inside me, the skin of your palm slid against my clit. You were making shallow thrusts in and out of me. I was leaking all over your hand, and you brought in another finger, realizing I wasn’t already full enough. I. And the person, on the inside where it counts, feels anything but "manly". And what they feel like is something they have been taught is "less" than what they are expected to be. They're taught that what they need, what they are, is a degradation of their selves. Even in popular culture, the message is there. Crossdressers are faggots and fairies and sissies. People who've had "sex changes" are freaks and perverts. And heaven forefend they should ever be in a position where they have contact. But then she did something I never would have expected, she took my money from me as I was paying and ran her long nails up my hand while smiling. She kept giving me sideways glances while she got my change and dropped it into my hand while running her nails back up my palm. She handed me my bag and said, "Have a nice day, if you have any problems, my buisness card is in the bag." Easy to say as soon as I got home I called that lady, obviously she was still at work being only about 20 minutes.