As the two of us were walking to lunch, I couldn't help but say, "You have quite a friend there."Rachael looked at me, a little puzzled. "She's been n...ce. We talk, a lot, sometimes after PE. She's trying to get a math degree; she says she hates PE nearly as much as we do." You don't believe her?" I asked, uncertain what she meant.Rachael laughed. "She's a PE teacher; a coach. If she didn't like it, why does she do it?"Because, I thought, she got to watch the girls shower. And talk to them as. But, being with Josef and grandma those last few months I quickly grew into it. I became kind of obsessed with how I looked, especially with what I’m wearing. “You look good, you feel good, you do good!” Josef would beat into my head, almost hypnotically, every single day. Kimmie and Taylor were listening intently, but I could tell by their faces they were not sure as to why I was bringing that up.“I bring this up because – ““You can tell we were getting kind of lost there for a minute,”. ’”“Well, I’m not put off.” I said.“You’re not?” I answered Lily by returning to her side and kissing her passionately.We embraced and fell back on the bed. My hand reached under her dress and began stroking her cock to life. Due to the hormones and I suspect, being restrained and taped, even erect, it wasn’t going to be the biggest I’d ever had, but as the saying goes, ‘size isn’t everything’.“I see you like that.” I referred to her erection. “Some trans-women don’t like having sex with their. "Somehow I managed not to just shoot off in my pants. Before I could blink I was rewarded with a lesser release, the front of my jeans splayed open to the bottom of the zipper, underwear drawn bunched down just enough for my cock to spring up like a rocket ready to blast off to the heavens. "Ooh," Tracy cooed, "he looks so lonely, like he could really use a nice warm wet kiss." She lowered her head and engulfed my crown. This while I was trying to make a tricky left turn out of the parking lot..