Right here close to her.Her heart beat seems to have calmed down a bit, falling into a soothing rhythm one which I can never stop listening to. She wa... still asleep and it felt wrong to wake her up. To be frank, I wanted to stay in this position, enjoy this moment as long as possible. I slowly drifted back to sleep.I was awoken by a beautiful kiss on the lips and a pull on my ass. I smiled even before opening my eyes. I kissed back with all the emotions that I felt for her. We must have stayed. ‘Do you have a room here?’ She shook her head. ‘Not yet.’ ‘Come to mine, then.’ She nodded, and together they picked up her things which had been dropped on the floor. They walked down to the room he had taken, the blanket still tightly wrapper around her. He kept one hand on the small of her back, and he felt her trembling. Inside, he set her things down, and drew her over to the bed. He sat down next to her, and put his arms around her. She stiffened in surprise, and pulled back, but he was. She hummed a muted approval as I moved upwards, tickling her calves with my beard stubble. I rose up to check on her, she was still slumbering, or a damn fine actress. I followed my path back to her calves, taking my time to savor what I've been missing. She tasted divine, a cornucopia of soft flesh, new growth of baby hair since her last shave. I took in every detail with renewed interest, storing them away in my mind. I listened to her deep breaths as she still slumbered, a barely audible. Why hadn't I been born a girl - so I could demonstrate to my gender how to REALLY be a girl? I began to pray - not to god, because I knew that he would condemn me for it - but to his opposite, Satan. I got down on my knees, totally naked, an erect penis, and prayed as hard as I ever prayed to Satan to transform me into a woman. In return I promised Him that I would serve Him faithfully as long as I lived, and labor for Him in the brothels of Hell for eternity. And I meant everything I said..