It was so unfair. Why couldn't I make it as aboy.I knew, call it sado-female intuition if you like, but I just knew thatthings were going to go pear s...aped for me in a big way . I would neverget away with being a girl. Hell, I had lived my life as a boy andSheila expected me to act like a real girl after just a few disastroushours of practice.Then my hand brushed against the silkiness of my blouse. Almost withoutthinking, I slid my hands down my skirt. I experienced a thrill at thefeel of my. It didn't take much convincing, and she remained on all fours straddling my body. Her breasts were hard and unyielding with the nipples pointing down to my cock. They strained to make themselves harder and longer as my left hand played with each breast. She moved her body so that her nipples could rub against me. As she did I pulled my fingers out of her blonde bush and gave her a slight slap on her tight little ass. She shuddered. "Just stay as you are", I told her again. She straightened back. They were both naked and Patty was playing with a butt plug in her pet. They got quiet when I walked in so I asked what they were talking about. Patty replied, “We were talking about how much money you were worth and how kind and down to earth you are. If you didn’t live in this huge house, most people would think you were just another upper middle class kid.”I turned to Gloria and asked her about her life growing up. She got quiet and then settled herself. “Jack, my family moved here to the. Nothing out of the ordinary occurred, apart from the occasional flirting between the female guests and me. One blonde woman with her two colleagues, thought she was being witty when she said "If you was only 20 years younger!" winking at me.I responded with "You would still be cradle snatching!" smiling at her. She returned my smile. Before disappearing towards the lift, she produced a sprig of mistletoe and demanded a Christmas kiss. I think it was for show in front of her two younger.