“ Kombowa. Hi G. I.. You never see “Sister Boy”?” He asked in a fair English accent. “Sorry...Er No!” I answered truthfully. “Have tits ...rom hormone injection, but stil have cock!” he explained. As I took in his beautiful made up face and well filled bust on his dress I was fascinated by such a creature. “Would you rike to be my boyfriend?” he asked. “Can I see your tits then?” I asked as we were on our own. He easily lowered the bosom of his dress to reveal small yet perfectly formed breasts. "I merely smiled in response having satisfied my curiosity. But there was still one question I had remaining."It said in the brochure that I get the refund if I complete the course, but it also says there's a special graduation ceremony on Sunday night for those wishing to stay and attend that part. Aren't they one and the same?"This time she laughed. "I'll let Mrs. Davies explain all that at orientation tonight," she told me. "But I'll at least tell you this, many of the people who attend this. ‘Yeah. Let’s go get something to eat,’ I said. We went to a nearby ‘family’ restaurant, probably built there to serve the hospital visitors. We didn’t say much during our meal, and we didn’t discuss the promise I had made to Alicia. Kathy and I went back later that afternoon, and spent the evening with Alicia. She was in good spirits, though weak, and we had a good visit. Then, we drove back to Sunset Beach. It was late March, and mine and Alicia’s first anniversary was only a few days away.. "Vince, you are despicable!" Vince (mother) exclaimed. Already I could seethe bulge in his pants. "Well let's not waste time." He continued andstaggered out of the room followed by Sharon (Vince).There was too much going on to study and, contrary to my thoughts while I wasmother, I was enjoying being in this younger more vital male body even thoughthe effects of the male hormones were even stronger than in Vince's body.I could hear sounds coming from the bedroom but couldn't make out what.