Perhaps the greatest difference in this particular telling had to do with a most welcome technological addition provided by Chanda. The theater had a ...arge screen towards the back of the stage. Chanda brought a camera with a tripod with an adjustable snake like attachment and focused it on the tablet of large art paper sitting on the table in front of Naomi. Two small lamps focused on the paper from two other tripods to keep it lit in the darkened space. Only Tash, sitting beside her, could see. I was now expected not only to allow my self to be treated as a woman but to actively encourage a man to treat me like one.Lying in the bath I was conscious of how my body was changing. The soapy water on my chest only served to emphasise my developing breasts and my hips and bottom were definitely becoming rounder. I now had the hands and arms of a woman and looking at myself in the mirror I could find nothing masculine in the shape of my face.I did as I was told and dried myself off and. No sooner was I in the cluster of trees than the threat I felt changed somehow. It was still near the place it had been when I headed into the trees and seemed just as strong, but it felt different. Having never experienced this feeling before, I waited and concentrated on the new feeling, as well as on my surroundings.I felt the threat move towards my car, and then begin moving towards me. As it got closer, I could feel the separate threats of the two men, as well as a third feeling, one of. It was a perfect riding day and there was a lot of absolute Love in the brotherhood of riders united in a common cause.As the ride ended I said good bye to my friends and proceeded down the road to Charming. The picture I received earlier was of a beautiful young woman. I thought about her most of the time I was riding imagining what she’d be like. The ride to her place was surreal knowing coitus was immanent without the courting dating rituals, social morals.Arriving at the address I was about.