His fingertips sensed the crack of her bum, stayed at the very edge, and he bent his head and kissed the hand that had moved to his chest. Robyn sighe... happily. ‘It’s really pouring,’ she said, fascinated by the novelty of standing naked in her kitchen with another person. Even when she was alone, she very rarely moved about her flat in anything less than her undies. But now here she was, naked, with her arms around this wonderful, naked man, in her kitchen, looking out of the window at pouring. Even though I was currently a man, I had not forgotten my femininemanners. "I?m sorry, Ryan. It?s just that being this way feels so wrongfor me and I want to change back as soon as possible!" I informed thecrying woman that had formerly been my boyfriend."I don?t think it feels wrong at all" she whispered.I asked, "What was that?" not having heard her properly.She said, "I don?t think it?s strange at all." You like being a woman?" I asked.She nodded, "Yes." Do you like it better than being a. I jumped in the car and drove into town and picked her up. She put the Sat Nav on her phone and off we went. She was very d*unk as they had been out since about 11 that morning as soon as the pubs opened. Marie was telling me about the guy she was meeting and how they met last night and she shagged him and wanted a repeat performance. All the talk of sex and Marie in her tight low cut top was getting me turned on and she noticed the tent beginning to develop in my jeans. She reached over and. It is not difficult to know when another of us is around - the hair on the back of your neck will stand up and there's a slight ringing noise in your ears that only you can hear – but they are exceedingly difficult to spot. Most of us steer clear of each other to avoid any conflicts with others of our kind.“Our gestation period is also ridiculously long – in my case, almost two years for each child.”“Two years!” I sputtered, looking at her incredulously.“Indeed,” she said, flashing me a wry.