She hated for anyone to see her cry. Dammit, she hated being weak enough to cry in the first place. Finally outside in the fresh air, she paused to ga...her herself, angrily wiping the tears from her face. She took a deep breath and decided what her next move should be. The flashing red lights of a nearby ambulance cast an eerie glow over Cassie’s already strained face as she reached into her coat pocket and grabbed her cell phone. She hated to do this – god, how she hated to do this – but she. The water looked inviting in the moonlight. I looked around, there was no one about. The pool was round a corner from the bar and no one could see me. I slipped off my clothes, putting them on a nearby sun bed, and lowered myself into the pool.The water felt lovely on the warm evening, and liberating on my naked body, just what I needed to cool off. I swam slowly up and down the length of the pool. This was far preferable to sitting listening to an average band, I thought."Well, if it. With the exceptionthat you won't be able to have babies."I had read about sex changes. But I was unsure."You seem very sure," I said, knowing that it couldn't be that easy. Ihad a feeling that there was bound to be more than what she had said.She smiled. "I am," she said."I'm not so sure," I replied, "I need to try them out. And what you areasking something I really need to think about."My head was spinning, all sorts of thoughts ran through my head."If you loved me..." she started to say.Of. Now I ran my tongue along the outer of her bra and kept her moaning louder and louder.Then I released her boobs and she was sitting on top of me semi-nude. Damn, those melons were lovely and needed care. I couldn’t catch a boob fully using one hand. So I cupped one with both my hands and started eating the other one. This went for some time and I kept doing it to both the boobs.She kept kissing my forehead and scratching my back. Then I put her on the bed and got up. She slowly pulled me close.