Trish was actually worrying about the performance of a team that everyone had heard about. The Yankees! She smiled uncertainly, and Trish laughed. "Th...s is the big leagues, Devlin," she said, "and it takes some getting used to."Someone called something and Trish glanced over her shoulder. "I've got to go," she said as she turned back. "We'll talk again in a few innings, okay?" Sure," Devlin said.She found her seat, just a few rows behind Trish and the other wives. She settled in it uncertainly,. The next few days past quickly my Dad and Brother didn’t say much. I lounged around the house in various dresses and skirt outfits, in heels, trying to get more comfortable in my new clothes. My Mum gave me regular lessons in being a girl. Applying make up etc. I was, I guess, a willing student as I was with my school work. This seemed like a job that had to be mastered. It was really a rebirth.My Mum told me that she had been administering female hormones to me since finding out I might be. “Such a waste,” she breathed, as she watched the slow downward glide of the mass of semen.“You’re thinking there’s something else he should have done with it?”“What do you think?” Belinda breathed, watching Johnny carefully through the blur on the inside of the window, noticing that his arm refused to stop moving. “Doesn't he want a break?” Using her hands to rub the insides of her thighs briefly, she resumed rubbing her clit while digging two fingers inside herself, churning the moisture. No more shy nerd, at least between us! Show me what to do for you. I want to make you happy, make you cum over and over!”I did show him and he was a quick learner! After a very brief explanation of my parts it was time for mouth-on experience. I said things like “Do it like that!”; “No not that way”; “Gently, slowly”; “Suck and lick at the same time.” I felt the orgasm building and held his head in place. “Just keep that up, don’t stop!” Rapidly my body convulsed and I let out a small scream. I.