As if my mind had somehow separated fromits female self when I became sexually active. If the death match wason, the clear winner during sex was the ...ale half, there was no denyingit.This brought some troubling questions to my mind. If I chose to trulylive as a woman would this happen all the time? During sex would thecarefully cultured woman disappear in a moment of sexual arousal? Whatwould happen once I changed my body? Would my mind freak out abouthips I would develop or having real. I was arguing for her to support my position, while she was refusing to support me.Darrell: “What can I do get you to support the bill, Congresswoman?”Tina: “I am sorry, Mr. President, but I just can’t do it.”Darrell: “Nothing at all? Are you sure?”Tina: “My mind is made up, sir.”Darrell: “This is critical, Congresswoman!”Tina: “No, Mister President, I won’t change my mind!”Darrell: “Then I have no other choice. You’ll just have to receive the Carl Buckman Experience!”With that a large red. ‘It was when that girl, Kim, put her mouth on me…down there,’ she said in a very low, whispered voice. ‘Doesn’t DJ do that to you?’ ‘No, never. He thinks it’s disgusting.’ ‘Don’t you give him blow jobs?’ ‘No way, that’s gross.’ ‘You mean to tell me you’ve never put his dick in your mouth and tasted his man sauce?’ ‘CeCe, that’s really disgusting. How could you do that?’ I was starting to get the distinct impression that my best friend was a serious prude, and she needed to learn to let go.. " I know; who do you think came to my rescue and kick the crap out of Brad?" Good" Come on Jack, let's go down stairs and check on the staff. You can stay with me until we close up for the evening. Good night you two; have fun, we'll talk about sleeping arrangements going forward tomorrow."With that they left the kitchen and hand in hand went down stairs.I couldn't get Matt into my room fast enough. We stood at the side of my bed; he took my face in his hands and gently at first; kissed me.