The young man blinked. “She’s so. . . perfect,” was all he could manage. And Max could not disagree—they had done themselves proud with this o...e.The girl had amber hair whose tresses slipped over her bare shoulders. Her face was oval-shaped, her lips large with just the right amount of pouting sensuality. The LoveDoll kept her eyes downcast, the long lashes giving her a vulnerable, demure look. And her body—three months of rigorous conditioning, the attentions of some of the world’s most. If she sounded sympathetic he would say he often had someuncomfortable feelings. Just give a first hint that he might have apersonal interest in gender issues, then reassess the situation beforecontinuing with the mental script.Take a deep breath, get ready, here goes. "Mom, there's something fromlast week I need to ask you about." Yes, but make it quick. I need to clean up and get going soon. Busyday."Once again Mother was preoccupied and apparently clueless. This was notthe time to start a. She faces me with her feet facing forward, her back is straight and she rolls her shoulders back. This brings her shoulder blades closer together while she’s breaths slowly, her chest moving up and forward. She has her arms by her side and she turns her hands so that her thumbs points forwards.We look at each other lovingly and when she notices that I have no remote in my hand but a black leather paddle I see her eyes smile and they shine desire. Her breathing gets faster and she wet her lips. As he got to work in the kitchen, the other co-workers chatted inSpanish. Since he was not fluent in the language, Leo was out of theloop. He could feel them looking at him from time to time though. Leoknew that they knew that he was not born a woman. He did not know ifthey thought he was transsexual or a transvestite, but from their lookshe knew that they found him odd.Leo was content, however, to work the broiler as the smell ofhamburgers lofted into his nose. Leo felt excited doing it.