I didn't fit the 'male'definition, or not entirely, nor did I identify as completely 'female.'I also didn't regard myself as entirely 'transgender.' I...guess theclosest I've come to defining my own gender is 'transfeminine,' meaningsomeone who's born with male genitals but who identifies withfemininity more than with masculinity." They're all just labels, Nel. You are who you are, and I love you,just the way you are. If you want breasts, we'll get you a pair. We'llget you hormones and whatever. I walked over and poked it real quick."No you know what I mean", Chelsea said, "grab it in your hand". I sighed and did what I was told. It felt soft and very warm. I could feel his pulse in it. I though I even heard a little moan from him too."You like that Andy?" Morgann said."Not really..." he replied"That means you like it a little!" she said laughing. Andy just blushedChelsea took another shot, "Fuck it let's get this party started! Andy suck Josh's cock!" Oh my god Chels!" Morgann said. She then came close to me again to look down, I could feel her heart beating in unison with my own, she was excited and since out frank discussion she spoke with more bravado, 'Lets double team him'?As my ears drank in her words of the most outrageous sexual liaisons, I never responded, that told her I was cool about the idea and before I could react she had opened my door, causing the small interior light to go on and the guy stopped to see two beautiful faces staring into his car.We were. ’ She leaned over toward me, her upturned face radiant in the glow from the parking lot lighting. At that moment I realized what I really felt about her, but couldn’t say a word. It didn’t take a genius to know that no words were necessary. Her eyes began to close as she moved closer to me and I leaned down toward her as well. I lifted my fingers to her cheek to guide her lips toward mine. They met in a light, wet brushing little kiss. I could feel her breath and her tongue as we lightly kissed.