I wanted to be a girl more than ever. I eventhought about sneaking into the kitchen after everyone was asleep,getting the biggest knife I could find a...d cutting off this thing I hadbetween my legs. That gross thing that kept me from being a girl. LuckilyI never did. I found out later that if I had, it might have prevented mefrom being considered for my SRS.I started having dreams of being a girl and getting married to Steve. Inmy dreams, I would walk down the aisle of the church in a white. It had certainly been a while since we had last found the time to make love.Just after lunchtime I heard Sally's key turn in the lock of our front door, and I went to the hall to greet her. She looked stunning as usual dressed in her dark gray business suit with tight fitting white blouse. I could even smell the expensive perfume she was wearing, and her hair was swept back and clipped tightly to the back of her neck.As she came in she hardly acknowledged me but rushed up the stairs. Turning to. The anger and jealousy was beginning to boil as I thought about what I believed to be going on. My thoughts stir on why hadn't she let me know things were this bad? How could she go this far and find another lover? ...and how the hell could she just bring him into our home? Into our bed? As my mind spins, it is quickly brought to a stand-still as Tracy exits the bathroom. I can see her clearly as she enters the room and approaches the foot of our bed. She's wearing a short sleeved, bright pink,. I could feel his hand was already coated in pussy juice. I slapped his hand away and reached down to unbutton his jeans. I was more than impressed when I saw that he had a very big dick for his age. It had to be at least 7 inches possibly 8, beautifully curved. Of all the cocks I’ve seen and believe me I’ve seem many, Alex’s was the most beautiful one I’ve seen yet. It was perfect in every way. I wanted to dropped to my knees, take him in my mouth and suck him dry even though I’d never done it.