I was a modern woman, and I had long ago learned that I liked it.What's that popular old joke with the guys? "... Even when it's bad, it's good?"Well,...that's not so true, for us girls. We have to work harder for our jollies. But I had been one of the lucky ones. I was orgasmic, and it didn't require that a man be the World's Greatest Lover to make it good for me. A decent number of my past lovers had done the job -- a few of them with some distinction.But, so far at least, nobody had done it. ", Gretchen answered, "Anything you want to know." When did you decide to have your operation?", Millie asked."I never had any operation", Gretchen answered, "I was born like this." Really!?!", Millie said stunned, "So, you have a vagina hiding somewhere that I don't know about?"Gretchen chuckled, and said: "No, no! What you see is what you get!"Then she went on to explain how everyone thought she was a boy, until she reached the age of eleven and started to grow breasts and develop feminine. Carl smirked. "Well, well. You mean John actually has a love-life."Nina blushed, but nodded slightly."Good for him. It's about time. And like everything else ... he has good taste," he grinned with an arched eyebrow. "I'll let him know you're here if you'll tell me your name." Nina ... he's expecting me."Carl nodded and having finished serving a pair of beers to a nearby table, pushed into the kitchen, reappearing within seconds."He'll be along shortly. He's kinda busy right now. Can I get you. Suddenly he was standing and she was sliding off his lap but he held on to her arm so that she would not fall. Then she could feel him leading her out of the library, down the hall and turning towards the kitchen where he stopped and left her momentarily. Somewhat dazed she stood there, arms hanging by her sides, ears alert, listening for any sound that would indicate where he had gone or what he was doing. Then she heard him, a drawer opening, something being removed, or at least she thought..