I’m not even sure she would have agreed to our meeting today had she not been concerned about the safety of her unborn child. I respected that and, ...ince our coupling was very enjoyable, I agreed to sponsor her. Perhaps, in time, she might come to feel something for me.When I returned to Harvard’s companion selection center later that afternoon, I was told that two of the four women I was supposed to be meeting were sisters who just happened to be at a local pizza joint last night and were. The attention he lavished on her breasts soothed her feeling of inadequacy. He liked her breasts, small as they were. And her breasts certainly liked his attention!When Joerg disengaged his lips from the swollen nipple, Ilka caressed his face with a tender hand."You make me feel good, you big boy. Yonder girl in Warnesund taught you well. Will you show me what else you learned?"Joerg knew what she had in mind. He had kissed Birte's snatch more than once, to their shared delight. Birte, however,. I had been taking black market female hormones and my body had changedsomewhat. I hardly had to shave any longer, my thighs, hips and buttockswere bigger and my face was more feminine but my budding breasts hadstopped at an 'A-cup' and all my research indicated that they wouldlikely not get any bigger. It was a balancing act because if I upped myhormone dose I would lose my ability to maintain an erection which Istill wanted to be able to do and so did most of my clients."You're impatient. I turned to her and smiled she smiledback at me.We walked down the street I actually slipped my hand into the crock ofher arm; in imitation to the girls I used to see and worship walking inthe street. My Aunt looked right at me and I though that I could see atear well up in her eye it was only momentarily then she was back to hernormal smiling self.Pushing open the door of the store we walked in and then we walkedstraight over to the elevator and she stepped in and I followed her intothe.