The whole thing was just such a tremendous pleasure for me as much as it was for him. And I didn’t even know the guy. He just made me feel something...deep within my soul that no one had made me feel before - all except Max! She made me feel exactly the same thing just hours earlier as I followed her up to the Matterhorn.”Vanessa fell silent and looked up at her step-father who was now standing at the foot of the bed and getting ready to leave the room. Eventually she spoke up again and asked,. Eventually, I stopped crying and started to listen to her."Stephen, whatever the cause of this, you have to deal with it. Why don'tyou start by actually looking at what has happened to you" She helped meout of bed and led me to the full-length mirror.I couldn't help it, I looked immediately at where my male genitals shouldbe, and saw what was there now. A vagina, a pussy. perfectly normal ona woman, but it was mine.Susan saw where I was looking and said, gently "Stephen, look at thewhole. They had yet to vocalize for me. They seemed to be mesmerized by a particular Vivaldi song and became a bit agitated when I played so it became every fourth song for the rest of the morning. Suddenly all three vanished. A car was driving into the camp and as soon as they went past me down the loop they suddenly reappeared. I rewarded them with their favorite song. Another car came down and I wondered what day it was and decided it must be Friday, the cars kept coming and the family either. I told her to turn over, and I began to rub her feet then her ankles and up her legs to her knees. I saw that she was closing her eyes, and I moved my hands above the knees, about half way up her thigh. Since she did not object, I moved closer to her snatch, when she said No, no, not that. I lowered my hands to nearer her knees, then I began to kiss her feet. She giggled that tickles. Want me to stop? I said. No, it feels good. She went on to explain that since she had begun to show her.