Weeks went by like that. Until I got a call. The voice on the other end of the line spoke German, but the accent was clearly American. Judging by the ...onorous voice, the caller was black. "You looking for Hank?"I affirmed. What I then learned did not shock me. Hank no longer lives in Germany, but is now married. He is also no longer in the military service, because his business is a little illegal. And he's even more perverted than before. I wonder if I really want to see him again. I said yes.. "And that was all it took?" asked Ruth."Not exactly, the woman that owned the cottage um... made a suggestion." Go on," prompted Ruth."Well not a suggestion as such, she caned us both," Lorraine rather blurted out."Caned you, like on your bums?" asked Ruth, almost incredulously."Yes, and it fucking hurt but a bit later we both started to feel randy and basically we have been fucking ever since." God, maybe John and I should see this woman," Ruth said half laughingly."Isn't your sex life good. Now she said me to help her to pick the sofa up. I said her that i will pick up one side while she can clean below the sofa the sofa was light i picked it up easily while she bent down to clean the sofa I could easily see the big boobs it was a awesome sight I was enjoying the view I had a hard on it could be seen from my pant. Then she moved away and I picked the other side up I enjoyed there too she gave me sexy smile and said ‘strong boy’ I replied in a smile then she said me to help me. It’s not related to being gay, it’s a real birth defect.’ ‘That’s a good way to look at it. Unfortunately most people don’t understand it that way. My problem is that I am a transsexual. I’m a woman but I’m trapped in a male body. I’ve gone the hormone route and I decided to be castrated before puberty to remove most of the sources of testosterone that my body produces. The adrenal cortex also makes testosterone, but not like testes do. There, I’ve said it. Now, you will probably hate me.’ I.