After about five minutes of continued exploration, my bodyburst with an orgasm that made me squeal quickly, followed by a lowmoan. My eyes were shut,...but colors were shooting across my mind. 'My God, that was incredible,' I thought, sitting there with my handsstill on my body. 'Is that what it's like for a woman?' My bodycontinued to hum and I didn't want to move. Suddenly the doorbell rang,which brought me out of my reverie.Leaping up, I quickly worked to organize myself. I pulled my bra. When I went back into the lounge with the drinks, Linda was sat next to Christian, on the sofa. I passed them their drinks and sat in the armchair, across the room, facing the sofa.We chatted about work and what we’d be getting up to socially since we’d last met. Christian told us about his trips abroad with work and that he’d still not had time to meet another woman, due to being too busy.“Well, you’ve always got me,” Linda replied. “If that’s okay with you, Pete?”Before I knew it, I had. It was a 50s inspired dress. It had a lowish front and back that that just finished above where my breasts would be visible, if I had real ones!I started to think about when I would have real breasts. In the information the W2 college had sent it had explained that after two months of high strength hormones, “girls” would have suitably sized surgical breast augmentation. However they did not carry out sexual reasignment surgery until completion of the two year course. I would indeed have a. We talked well into the night and when it was bedtime we all agreed that it would be appropriate to spend the first night in Emma's and my bedroom. Katy went to her room to get ready while David and Elizabeth went to theirs."Hmmm... I may have a simple solution to our 'male minority' problem," Emma smiled, with a wicked gleam in her eyes."What in the world are you talking about" I asked in surprise."Elizabeth's brother, Bill, called me at work the other day, saying he had been offered a very.