I dropped to my knees and delicately grabbed his cock with my fingers and began to slowly stroke it. It grew before my eyes. I sensually held it as ...f it were a rose. My hands couldn’t’t cover it, it was a beautiful 9” and still growing, it was getting hotter with every stroke. I liked the feel of it growing in my hands. I really liked it. Then Carol said “suck it, now”, and I hungrily put it in my mouth and felt his cock growing and widening my jaw, and again she said “suck it” I started. I always questioned myself, "Why does it feel so natural and whydo I feel so good when I dress?" I'm sure to others it would bestrange for a guy to 'want' to change his appearance to a girl,I mean it seems to make no sense. And so many guys I knew andhung out with had nothing feminine about them, so why was I theone doing this? Certainly my older sister dressing me from anearly age of 4 or 5 pre-K and regularly for several years musthave contributed to my feelings of comfort. But, I also. " Really?" Yeah. I think he's starting hanging out with her and her friends." But they're so young!" Yeah, well. I don't really know. He hasn't called me lately or anything to hang out, so I don't know." He's been out with Natalie?" I'm just guessing. They seemed pretty buddy-buddy at the Club."That was all I needed ... to hear it from one of his best friends ... And one of my best friends ... who wouldn't lie to me..."Luke's been out with Natalie," I broke the news to Rachel the next day over. .” She bit her lower lip, and silently mouthed the work Fuck.“I ought to kick you out,” she complained. “I need to kick you out with the kids in the apartment—but I can’t.”She looked at him fiercely. “No more sex! We can talk, but I’m not getting back on the couch with you.” Unaccountably, she moved a step closer, beer in hand. “You drive me fucking crazy. You know that, don’t you?”Ken tried to control his heartbeat and breathing. “I’d give the whole fucking jackpot to charity to hear what you.