I went home that afternoon already in a state of wet sexual arousal and found myself fingering between my legs in the shower and again when I put my p...nties on ready to go out with him. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought of his hands going down inside them. But I was determined that I wouldn't have sex with him: not on our very first date. But I guess I was equally sure that I probably would have sex with him on our second or third time together. After our date was coming to an end, I. . Well I guess I should start by saying I'm a girl trapped in a boys body. I have known this since i was seven. How did I know that at such a young age?When I was little I use to watch a lot of television. One of my favorite Show's was Wild Wild West. In this show the hero was a handsome actor named Robert Conrad and he was always saving the damsel in distress. I wanted to be the Damsel in Distress I use to tie myself up and pretend James West was coming to rescue me and he would kiss me and. Sometimes she felt she needed just to spend a little time by herself, thinking about what she had learned but today she felt independent, and just wanted to do what she wanted to do.She made her way to Cambridge Circus. It was only five minutes walk from the Tea Parlour but it was, at least, a change of scene. It was pedestrianised now and used as a venue for New Order rallies. The intelligence services were rumoured to have their offices almost opposite. Just around the corner, in Old Compton. He started pushing in, as I was trying to help him, knowing I was willingly opening my anus, to receive him, deep and hard.Each push moved my body forward, until finally I parted, weakened by his constant pushing. He got his edge, the fleshy point where I cracked and his full hard cock went in, almost his full length.I gasped and my eyes opened wide as I felt him passing by my backdoor resistance, my now not so tight anus… my powerful sphincter tried for just a second to resist his movement,.