.. What about you?”Flowing below this simple and polite conversation was a thunderous torrent of unspoken words. I didn’t feel like beating around...the bush with her much longer, so I got to the point.“What are you doing tonight?” I asked.“I’m, uh, not sure.”“Do you want to come by the house? Lara is here, obviously, and James will be hanging out too.”“I ... I don’t know.”“I just thought we could talk,” I offered.Some silence. “All right. What time?”“Like around seven. I should be done with. .. We’ve got yet another dirty girl, looking forward to living the dream with my lovely lad ‘ere ... So let’s not keep ‘er waitin’, eh?”We move, handheld, into the ticketing section, and see an overweight (not obese) woman in a Chester-Zoo-T-shirt and shorts. She has curly blonde hair with dark roots, a round, chubby, smiling face, big boobs and a bit of a belly in that t-shirt, and – most strikingly - her left leg is artificial! Her smile broadens as we approach – then we cut to close-up as. Before now she had thought of them as couple who have been together for a long time and had stayed together for love, but as she became more intimate with them she never got the sense that there was any love between them at all. There was a hint of it, but it was tough to see as both seemed to hide it, for some unknown reason.Her plan was put into motion after Jim’s next date. As they lay in bed together, they always cuddled after they were done; she quickly moved up onto her elbow and asked,. I promised himthat I wouldn't tell anyone." That explains your enthusiasm." She said "So does that mean that you wantto be a woman then?" Mom asked."No. Yes. No, I don't know," I replied. "Look, Mom you might as well knoweverything."I explained to her that at first I dressed as a woman because it feltgood, I didn't know why it did, it just did. Later when I reached pubertyand they bought me the playboy's I started to masturbate like any normalyoung boy but I would fantasize about being a.