I laid in bed, I could hear mom working in the kitchen. I knew mom sent Connie and Ross to the store. I got to thinking about my cousin, Jennifer, she...was coming for a visit this weekend with my Uncle Bill and Aunt Karin. I have had the hots for Jennifer for as long as I could remember. My cock started to get hard, I reached for my lotion and started to stroke it. I was on top of my covers and getting really close to orgasim when mom walked in without knocking. "What the hell are you doing? You. .you throw red rose petals over the top of the shower into the water with me. I look up to see where they are coming from, and more and more petals are flowing over the top and my feet are covered in red roses. You open the shower door and join me in the pleasure..you need not say a word – – the touch of your kiss says it all. You are such a romantic, so much into passion, always doing crazy little things to excite me. The roses did more than that.you remembered that they are my favorite and. He found himself watching her behavior, and that of my date, with afascination that had nothing to do with wanting either girl, but much more todo with wanting to be like them.That realization had driven him into the college library where he had readwhat few books it held on the topic of transgenderism. He read anautobiographical story and while there were differences, enough passagesresonated with his own experience to convince him that he, too, was a mantrapped in a male body. Yet one major. The door opened, she was wearing a rather shabby gown. Her hair was a mess, definitely hadn’t been combed but her smile was very genuine. “Sam!” she excitedly cried. “I’m ... I’m so glad you came. I ... I was ... Oh! It doesn’t matter, you are here” and with that gave a lingering kiss that enable him to slip under the folds of the gown and feel the softness of her enormous tit and realise that under the gown she was nude. “Would ... would you like a cup of tea or have you something else in.