"Thomas nodded in agreement, "It'll be OK, Kaylee Bear. We're here foryou."I was getting mixed signals, like the girl that offers to buy you adrink an... then tells you about how much she loves her boyfriend. It wasfucked up. Did they want to help or not? But most importantly, did theybelieve me?Thomas pulled out of the parking lot while Kathryn fidgeted on herphone."Here, there's one in St. Paul, specializing in children who havesuffered trauma."I seethed in my seat, realizing that the. We are also entered into therapy, me into awomen's group, Ashley into a men's group. I have all my facial hairremoved and given a limited amount of estrogen to give my face morefemale features. Ashley is given testosterone in limited doses to helpher develop more male facial features.We are moved to the west coast, and given new identities. My new name isSarah Grossman, Ashley's new name is Mark Grossman. The sun beams intoour new house onto the bed is the first thing I see when I wake up,. It's only when I slid down her black dancers brief that I understood her hesitation. Hidden there under her fishnet tights was a small swollen cock."You're a man?" was the only thing I could say as I backed away."I tried to warn you, but I wanted you so bad that I couldn't," she admitted as she moved forward and took me in her arms again."I am strictly a bottom. Do you understand that term?" she asked."Yes." Then you know all I want is your cock in my ass. You've never done anal with your. ., special relationship with it. The conversations that flew were the usual: boasting about "nailing" girls, and have all sorts of wild and deranged experiences that were most likely false but let the small ego-ed guys feel like the kings for 15 minutes.I tried to be small and get out of there as quickly as possible but while I was soaping up and guy two years older than me in EVERY physical aspect let his soap slip onto the floor, I bent down to pick it up and when I lifted my head I had HIS.