Many things change, def have, and will. Transformation is wrong term and I like to think of it as a combination of transforming and evolving.Transevol...tion.I present myself and know I am female but I'm way more than just that. I am built on a foundation that encompasses all of humanities gender and sexuality. Just as many of my true sisters.Understand I hold much pride for being transsexual female/shemale. The reason I can not hide that is because I refuse to conform to definition of a few. She rushed on: "Oh Regina, I almost went out of my head, when Bill first stuck his nice, hard cock into me. It's been so very long since I had any other prick but Chuck's."Regina poured more brandy for them, not bothering to add coffee this time, splashing the potent liquor straight into the cups. She needed more courage, since she knew that Stella's son was taking in everything his mother said, hiding there in the closet and no doubt jacking off by now. She considered telling Stella about. The disc landed near and I tossed it back, one called out 'come play with us, we can have two on each team. Fine, I was going to meet some knew friends and have a nice even. We tossed the disc around for about an hour, some said 'break time, let's go get some thing to drink. I started to go in another direction when I heard 'hey, where you going, we headed over to the crib, come on you're welcome.' I turned and trotted over to them, we laughed and talked as we rested under a clutch of trees. . I made a few friends and was lucky my roommate, Kathy, was pretty cool. I was worried that she would be a stuck-up city girl that would give me crap for being from the country. I already met a few that treated me like I was stupid when they heard I was from Arkansas. Kathy treated me like an old friend and, being a local girl, promised to show me around the town. She gave me a weird look and a smile when she learned that I was taking theatre.“What is that smile for? Is there something wrong.