So I started to rub her feet. I began to massage each one, slowly and then moved up to each of her calves. I then moved on to her thighs and could fee... her tension leaving her body. She made a few soft moans as I did this, and her body began to relax back into her pillows. As I rubbed her upper thighs, I would let my fingers graze her pussy lips. That would send shivers through her body each time. I looked down and noticed my own rock hard cock poking out of the hole of my boxers. But I dared. Needless to say she was excited and we planned a shopping trip for the coming days.Two days later we headed to Valley Fair Mall to pick out Stephanie’s outfit for the party. She wore her black jeans that were spray painted on her butt and a white linen top that was cropped and tied in a knot just below her bust line leaving her midriff tanned and exposed. As we walked she hooked her arm in mine and made me watch as she tried on dress after dress. While some men may find this tedious, to have. "Connie, now you are effectively a girl. But anatomically, still a boy.You will need to take blockers to keep from having to shave." Can I have sex as a girl?" Yes, but like a girl, you will need to practice proper hygenie orsuffer the consequences. Only you can't get pregnant." Too bad," I sighed."CONNIE!" exclaimed Momma."Well, I 'DO' want to be a REAL girl." I stated.[*][*][*]When we got back home, Momma led me up to Molly's room, "Connie, you nowhave your sister's clothing to wear. You can. We sat like two lovers as we made our way towards Zeebrugge. Anne-Marie had valid documents, and mine had been made by experts, so we had little worries in that respect. The resistance had provided two escorts who sat well at the back of the bus. One of them was the beautiful Janine, and the other her older brother. I was a little bothered by Janine, who despite being told that Anne-Marie was my wife, still seemed determined to 'come on' to me at every opportunity. We had no problem at the.