I have just had a nice wank writing my last story and I am hard again now. Earlier this evening I had a lovely wank watching tin-tin girl play with he... lovely pussy. (If you haven’t seen her on here yet take a look she is fantastic and has made me come loads watching her) I do love her andher lovely pussy. But I digressfriends slightly older had been telling me about their first orgasms and I had been getting near , getting the pre cum dripping down the shaft but not quite there. Then one night. It was only a nuisance. That's why it's a good idea to go slow, so we can learn how to behave as we go. You've never had sex before so it's natural for you to make a few mistakes," I reassured, drawing on my seventeen days of experience. "Now that you know to respect my answer when I say no, I'm sure you won't repeat that mistake." Oh no! I'll never make it again. Carol told me that I'd pissed you off twice and that if I did it again you'd probably never want to go near me again. Now that. Any image of a woman being made love to by a man would bring such an acheto my breast that breathing became difficult and my jealousy of the womanthreatened to envelope me.I had been crossdressing since the age of three and like a lot oftransgendered people my feelings had intensified with the years. I knewthat something had to happen but what would that be?Then I read the 'advert' on the web. It offered to transform successfult-girl applicants into women to take their place in a wonderful. I put on a sort of 'happy indifference' — I even helped Jim plan his Christmas present outing for Su ... Oh, God...I loved him.But I loved him too much to have him just because ... I don't know, because he pitied me? Because he felt he owed me something? I wanted to be sure he loved me.When Su died, I mourned my friend. But it was much worse watching Jim come apart. I watched him functioning like an automaton, going through the motions of living. I sat with him, walked with him and tried to.