" Because I NEED to trust you, Ben," she whimpered, a tear rolling down her cheek. "I need a friend, Ben. I need a guy I can lean on for support. But ... don't need a boyfriend." Huh?" Don't you get it, Ben? If you were my boyfriend we might eventually break up. I couldn't handle that. I can't lose you." Why would we break up?" I don't know! Shit happens! We're seventeen!" Adrienne whimpered. "I'd rather have you as a friend for life than a boyfriend for the next year."I furrowed my eyebrows.. “In Katie's case, she had a conservative upbringing and one would think would be difficult to work with. However, whether she wants to or not, she enjoys being sexually dominated, and will submit to anyone – male or female.” Several students giggle. I try to look as stoic as possible. “Katie is very easy to sexually stimulate, and actually experienced an orgasm too quickly in her first session a couple days ago,” Dr. Manyard continues. “This morning she asked to have her next session early. Part of me was worried should would figure out that Ireally wasn't a girl. I knew that anyone who looked at me would neverbelieve that. Maybe I still had male mannerisms, but nobody would everthink I was anything but a woman. Not the way I looked now. "It feelsokay. Better than my sport's bra."The saleslady laughed. "Anything feels better than a sport's bra."I laughed as well. She was right. That sport's bra may have done anokay job of holding these boobs in place, but it wasn't the. She used to cry when I sold one of the horses or mules. I had to explain that that was how we made our living." Mr Goodrich went over and hugged Betty. "We feel just about the same. I geld 'em to keep the fightin' down. Some have to be gelded for one reason or another, but I don't like it."Mr. Goodrich turned around as asked, "Is there anything else you want to see? Dave just told him that it was him and a friend that had been flying over the other day, taking pictures. Mr. Goodrich nodded. I.