Edith and Rhondawere in the lead, while Monica and I trailed. We went about a quartermile or so without saying anything. I then noticed Monica and I w...reholding hands. I don't know who took whose hand first, but it was quitelow key and really quite nice. She had been aggressive all day, and justthe idea of us doing something subtle gave it all balance. It felt likeit could be love to me, but I was worried that this was love soaked intequila. Monica and I didn't say anything else the rest of the. I guess that image opened up the horny side of Ginger. Our next occasional we all got together was on Monday nights for ECW. Shooting jello shooters and mixed drinks at the apartment we were having fun. We had this arranged that it was typically guys night. Only this week JP decided his girl Meli short for Melissa could come over and who was tagging along Ginger. I was chilling on couch drinking beer. Midway through night Ginger was complaining about temp in apartment. Ginger wanted a blanket. I step in front of her. I reach up and begin to massage her breasts.“Nice. Just as I remembered, after your shower yesterday! A little bit larger than your mothers, but I bet they taste just as good” as I lean over and lightly suck on each nipple.She spins away to stop me from sucking on her tits. “Leave me alone you sick bastard!”“In time we will work on that attitude” as I leaned over and bit down on one of her tits. Not hard, but enough to bring some pain.I then kneel down and start cutting. Throughout January she was frustrated about not having work, and about being rejected repeatedly by otherwise great opportunities she would have been hired for. Much of our conversations revolved around those hard rejections. In early February she became very depressed about it, and I began to worry about her, and the effect the stress was having on her. She was so angry at being discriminated against for being trans. I remember feeling her pain and being angry too - because as trans women we.