While leaving, she gave me a bag of vegetables with a big smile and kissed me. In my mind, I thought that in exchange for free vegetables.I returned ...o my hotel room, where I slept immediately. The next day I got ready to search for an apartment for myself. While searching on the internet, I contacted a young girl called Julia. She worked as a part-time realtor. She would be spending the whole day with me, helping me search for an apartment.The next morning Julia came to my hotel with her. Meanwhile, with its hungry mouth, the gaff had taken a firm hold of the"disgust between my legs." After just a couple of days, my "trans clit"(a euphemistic expression I had coined to minimize my disgust and feelmore at ease with the bulge in my groin) had been swallowed and reducedto just an unsightly presence at the intersection between my two mainfemale lines. This allowed me to feel my femininity deep down in mypelvis, like a real woman. Walking from one room to another, swooningwith joy. "Touch me," she pleaded.My right hand moved from her left shoulder and touched the swell of her left breast. It was firm in the confines of her bra yet I could feel the nipple growing hard in my palm. Her breast was larger than my hand and she groaned into my mouth as I gently squeezed her fleshy globe. She let her hand on my chest move lower and over the front of my pants. From the outside of my pants, she traced the outline of my erection."You're bigger than Tom," her soft voice commented.I. “Would you like a taste,” she whispered. Tom reached and took the glass from his daughter’s hand. As he did, Brin closed the last few inches of space between them until she was again pressed against her father. Tom fumbled to put the glass aside, and Brin slipped her arms around his neck. It fell over onto the counter, spilling the rest of its contents. Tom’s own arms encircled Brin, and she felt a surge of desire. She turned her face up, her lips parted sensuously, her dark eyes burning.