For whatever reason it made her feel special, made her feel like there was something she was good at. But cyber hunting wasn’t all Angel did online... She sometimes just surfed. One day Angel came across a website that was a treasure trove for erotic stories. Literotica.com. She was ecstatic and spent hours reading dozens of stories. One particular author stood out and she enjoyed his stories so much she sent him feedback praising his stories. To her surprise, he replied. They began talking on. My parents were extremely liberal. They were really involved with the LGBTQ. And they hated Trump. They believed that there was no such thing as gender. I was born Asher Johnson. Yes I was born a male. It was around my 4th birthday when all of my c***dhood friends were girls, it was just our neighborhood. So obviously if I wanted to play I had to play what they did. My parents assumed I was supposed to be a girl and legally changed my name to Luna. They threw all my boy stuff out and made me. 'I'm going to grab a few more hours sleep, I said trying to cover my real intentions, 'Knock me up, if I oversleep', and at that I left him alone, and closed the door behind me, walking slowly back to my bedroom, willing him to come after me and fuck me on the carpet right here and now, but alas, he did not, and I went to my bed, lay naked on my duvet with my Lelo buried deep on the highest setting, thinking of my brother doing the same in the computer room.What a fucking crazy world in which. The buttons ran all the way from the neck to the end of her backbone just above her ass-crack. When I backed away, I pulled the dress down her arms and let it fall to the floor.She had been wearing absolutely nothing under the dress except stockings and shoes. I kneeled to remove her shoes, but I insisted that she continue to wear the black stockings covering her still magnificent legs. I stepped back to look at her in all her glory, and the sight was worth the effort. Her face was pretty.