.. yes I guess." And now, either you or your friends think that you should do what?" Go to school this way." Big step. Are you going to do it?" You're...not mad at me are you mom?" No dear, I'm not mad. I'm resigned. You were right all along. When Isaw the way those breasts of yours looked, I think I knew it then, butwhen I saw you last night, before you left, I was positive that therewasn't any way that you would ever be happy unless you become a girl.Everything about you changed! You were. I look in the mirror again: hairy balls well-filled with semen, four inches of penis hanging limply down. But even as I watch my penis starts to rise in anticipation of what’s to come!I pick up the magazine I bought in that little news store this lunchtime, waiting till the place was empty, taking it quickly from the top shelf, giving the storekeeper the exact money so I didn’t need to wait for change, then hurrying out. Its cover is glossy and on it there’s a photograph of a woman. Her hair is. I arch the finger upward and make contact with her sensitive inner spot, gliding back and forth across it as I continue to lick and suck her clit.Suddenly, fireworks! She begins to come harder than I have ever seen any woman come before. Her whole body is out of control. Her legs flail wildly and her hips push up, up seeking my mouth with her clit. Her head thrashes back and forth, mouth open squeaking stifled screams, eyes rolled back.I continue to lick and finger her as her orgasm rages on. They easily found the large buttons which held this silk garment together, moving quietly to undo each button. I held her gaze still while my hands moved inside the fine material, barely touching her skin as they moved upwards again to ease the garment off of her shoulders, enabling it to slide down her arms. She moved slightly, enabling the garment to fall away completely.Only then did my eyes move lower, tracing an imaginary line down from her chin into the valley between her small firm.