I needed to go out in public as a female. I needed to see what the reaction would be. Could I pass myself off as a woman and not have anyone suspect d...fferently? I had a job that had a liberal dress code. I had been growing my hair out and now it was quite long. I really had very little body hair and the hormones made it stop growing all together. I had found a very open minded dermatologist and had what little hair I had left on my chest and face removed by electrolysis. I taught myself how to. I had no idea of the passage of time, and after a bit got up to pace lest I become too stiff with the sitting. Theron shadowed me, and Teagan did the same, periodically; we were the only movement in the stuffy building. When my legs were no longer stiff, I sat again. In this way, we passed a very boring, very tense night.I was startled awake by an insistent knocking on the Chantry door. There was a rhythm to it - two knocks, pause, then three more knocks, and this was repeated several times. Pulling them down to her ankles she began to tease her. His hands roaming around her thighs. And making her ass Rylee could feel that her ass turning red and imagin that she now has a hand print on her ass. Dalton ripped her lacy red underwear in half and tossed it to the side. And didnt hesitate to start fingering her Mmm babygirl you are so fucking wet. I bet you really want my dick in you now Dalton said as we lightly licked her clit. Rylee moaned and just nodded her head. Im sorry. She didn’t want to have to ask him to be with her, to talk to her, to look at her. She wanted him to want to and it hurt like a thud on her heart to know he’d rather read. Then she remembered how passionate Tom was when he was writing in the park. How he’d challenged her with his questions in the café, his bluntness, his smile, the twinkle in his eyes and she found herself comparing the two men who were now in her life. She watched Martin reading, taking bites of his tuna and noticed how he.