Matching studded, red, wristbands and a neck-choker, topped the outfit off. “This will do,” she thought, “And besides, it will make me feel bett...r if I can strut myself a bit and drive the interviewer a bit crazy.” The drive to the location was exciting enough for her. The top was down on her convertible, and all the truckers on the interstate honked and whistled, as they looked down on her in the tiny car. The tease in her was coming back; she hiked her skirt up almost to her waist, so that. Sheila was her name. A chocolate Amazon, six feet if she were an inch, with legs that went on forever. The first woman I'd ever had to look up to, nearly half a foot taller than me. Drinks, a few words, and then my place.She helped me out of my clothes, and I hers. Foreplay, unwrapping a gift, revealing the beauty not yet shown, the anticipation had me stirring. At least until her skirt slid to her ankles, and my eyes fell upon the first girl cock in my life. Shock must have screamed across my. OMG it was a shock for me because then I came to know that she was a ladyboy.when she saw me she said "why are u you staring at me.I told her I am not but she realised that I was in shock.Then she told me that this might be her last standing ovation to her pee because she was heading towards the hospital for her final and last sex change operation where she will get female parts in place of male parts.It was all ended on laughing note from her but I was still in phase of shock because I have. Both of our parents (her dad, my mom) traveled a lot, so we often had the house to ourselves on the weekends. We’d throw parties, have friends over. For the most part we got along.Late one night following al party, she came into my room just as I was getting into bed and asked if she could sleep on the floor. A friend of hers had gotten wicked drunk, puked, and passed out in her bed. There were people sleeping on the couches and in the guest room. She had no place else to sleep. I offered to.