"Surprise!" he said, and came near me. "It was this way this morning. Ihad to sit to pee!" He stood a couple of feet from me with his legsspread and I...could see the outer lips of his vulva perfectly definingthe feminine slit of his new, female sex."Can I see?" I asked, curious to see the first in-person vagina of mylife."Of course," he replied as he sat down on the blanket next to me withhis legs spread. From my perch adjacent to him, I cupped his vulva in myhand and marveled at the feel. I. Aware that as a transsexual she could not give birth to children, Henrietta had hidden her charms within large, loose-fitting garments and shunned the use of cosmetics. It would not do, she had told herself, countless times, to encourage romantic notions in the hearts and minds of men, for they should be husbands and fathers, not merely lovers. For her to excite them to lust was to commit a grave sin, especially since her sin would encourage sin among her admirers as well. However, lately, she. Once we were all outside, Jen had us put the lawn chairs in a circle and then we all sat down then "lit one up" at her urging.As we started to 'toke', Jen introduced us to her six friends, "I'm happy that you all could be here today because I want you to meet my new friends, Barb and Kevin. I first saw Barb in the swimming pool about two months ago and kept trying to figure out a way to make a move on her but yesterday morning in the shower, she flirted with me so a few hours later the three of. It was electrifying! My body tingled. Feelings swelled up inside me. Feelings I had only felt for a man. We talked about meeting. I was afraid, nervous, self conscious. I was not a young girl. My life was established. How could I consider such a ludicrous idea? You were patient, understanding. You said you wanted to meet me; that we could just talk. There would be no pressure. You knew; remembering your first time. I was hesitant, putting you off. After one conversation we had, I had gone to.