. to draw her into his fantasies and let her see their common interests.Most of all, he wanted that contact with her, no matter how tentative and vagu....But she responded with compliments and that drove him on to attempt, in his crude way, to tell her in his stories how he would touch and kiss and please her. He never expected more that that simple acceptance and the wishful desire to excite her and have her touching herself as she read his words and knew his thoughts.Over time, they came to. " He lookedup from his notes and smiled, in what I'm sure was supposed to be areassuring fashion. "It might even speed up your development up here."He gestured to his chest.I dry swallowed, terrified, and struggled to find my voice. "Great!" icroaked out. Great?! What the fuck am I saying. My doctor wants togive me stronger HRT drugs because he thinks I'm upset that the currentones aren't growing boobs and shrinking my dick fast enough. Nothing is'great' about this. What do I say to get. "I wish I could talk to mom and make her understand that I was meant tobe a girl." Frank continued as he went over to the wooden doll houseLesley's dad made her and put the doll on a plastic couch. The plasticTV in front of the doll had a frozen picture of a man and woman withtheir arms around one another and kissing."I'm sure you'll have the courage some day." Lesley said in her whiteshirt and blue skirt."I hope so." Frank said as they played for a few hours before Lesley'sparents were due. There were some magazines on the coffee table. “Would you like to see one?” Jim asked and reached for one that was full of pictures of women in various poses. It was a Swedish magazine and an eye-opener for me, as the women were naked and very pretty. Their pussy hair showed. “Maybe you’re too young,” Jim said. But now I was turning the pages and getting relaxed in his living room. His arm felt good on me.I was turning the pages and watching the movie. I stopped at one page. It was a.