"Call me crazy," he said. "Tell me that I can't possibly know... but Ibelieve that if I'd been born as a female, I'd be happy. I'd still bealive." Oh ...ure," I said, sarcastically. "Sugar and spice and all things nice:how could a girl possibly be unhappy?" I don't mean that," he sighed. "I just... think it's a terrible waste. Iwanted just one thing, for as long as I can remember, and that was to bea girl. I never wanted this body. I didn't want to be a rich girl, apopular girl, or a pretty girl.. Will he also fuck me?)He laughed, “Saali, kitne lund legi? Mera ek kam padega kya? Waise mera dost gand maru nahi hai, lekin chooswake le sakta hai jagah dene ke liye.” (Bitch, how many cocks you want in your ass? Mine won’t be enough? Anyway, he is not gay, but won’t mind getting sucked in return for using his shop.)I said, “Chalo fir, maze karte hai. Bas condom le lena lekin pehle” (Let’s get naughty. Just pick-up condoms on the way). “Uske dukan mein milega sab,” he replied as he raced his. Inside I was screaming to try and say something to her, to try and tellher who I was. Instead I just laughed and gossiped as we walked out toher car and drove downtown. The bar we chose was crowded and noisy, butnot as much as some of the clubs I had gone to in my old life. Thepeople there were more diverse as well, and there seemed to be plentyof eligible men 'my own age'. Sophie's brain liked that idea, and Cindyand I wasted no time prowling around for guys who were on their own.After a. She didnt reply for a moment and then she replied “S darl”. Even it was the first time she called me darling. Then we had an steaming chat that made me cum they way she msg me was awesome and indeed she had her orgasm too. We now started to chat a lot more than usual even we chatted til early mornings of next day..Then a week or two passed and one day after a chat i asked for her mobile number and she instantly replied no after my several request she didnt give any i got pissed off but we.