My other sister and my cousin giggled and said something I could not hear. I was amazed at how hard my cock got while listening to them. I almost came...just thinking about her peeking at my cock. I had to jack off right then and there. That short conversation changed my life. At the time I did not know what an exhibitionist was. But, I just knew I had to show my dick to her and the other two when I knew they were looking and I was pretending not to know it. I invented all kinds of reasons to. Her hair is braided together, but judging by her build I clearly see she isn’t completely female. I subtly turn around and follow her. She doesn’t notice me following her and when she turns into a small back alley I grab my chance. I draw a quick sprint so I catch up too here and grab her by her mouth and crotch, where I clearly feel a soft dick. “You feel nice bitch, what do you say we go to my place and have some fun?” I ask her rhetorically. The tranny wriggles around in my grip but when I. "You are damn right I don't, but I would for you," he said with a smile."I can handle it I think, but I do have someone who might need your help," I suggested."Well let it cool down a little and we can work something out. Give me a month before you ask any favors for friends." With those words Walter picked up his papers and put them in his briefcase. "So, do you have an auditor yet?" No, but I bet you have someone in mind," I said."His name is Alvin Watson, and he is a genius," Walter said.. Almost. I was no mere scrawny lad anymore. I was lord and master of all that I surveyed, a tribal chieftain, if not a king, despite it being 1992.The spirit had as much as confirmed to me that the old order, the Western, liberal, democratic order, was doomed, anyway. Instead of letting it fall to the usual jaded oligarchs, they preferred to hand it over to me, a teenage boy (at least in body, if not in mind). I would make a much better steward or custodian of civil government, of political.