You know you’re special to me, right?”“Yeah, and I feel the same. I’m so sorry for making the wrong decisions. I thought I was losing you to t...at guy, Mike, you were seeing. I should’ve believed you. I just thought you were lying, like everyone else has to me, so you could play both sides. I know now that it was just for appearances, like you said. To protect what we had. Then come to find out he was with your aunt and uncle trying to take your money ... And god forbid ... kill you. I felt like. I called to him as he told me to, and he quickly entered the room. I watched his expression as his eyes took in all the details of my preparations, and I knew he approved. Just then, I noticed he had a red scarf in his hand, but before I could ask he turned me around, and used it to blindfold me. My heartbeat quickened as he told me to trust him, not to think, just enjoy the feelings. John kissed me deeply, then led me into to living room. I couldn't see anything; though I felt that we weren't. You looked back and I saw a moment's hesitation and then you sat and turned to face the pool table. You slowly crossed your legs, but not before allowing them a glimpse up your skirt.It was if they were suddenly in slow motion. Then all movement stopped as their eyes aimed at your pantied V. Only after your leg obscured the view did they move again. They continued to look back at your legs waiting for your eventual uncross. They knew the game and were in.Everything you did increased the stakes. Mr. Edwards was a nice guy. He'd die from shame if he everdiscovered the truth, which was why I needed to keep it from him.I wasn't a psychopath. I knew right from wrong and what I was doing toMr. Edwards was definitely wrong but that didn't stop my hormoneinflicted penis from trying to stand up.How do other transexuals handle this, I wondered? Are they forthrightand upfront or are they cowardly and selfish like me?I inhaled and touched my lips with my tongue before exhaling asfemininely and.