The spotlight should alwaysshine on her and never on him.Luke had been silent the entire time. He told himself to just not sayanything. Maybe if he ju...t ignore the kids, they would find someone elsewho was shinier and get their attention. This was starting to work upright until Tracy asked about the dress. Lori joined back in and said itwas the blue and white jersey dress she was wearing and that Luka askedher to wear it.It was not the lie which made Luke give up on the vow of silence.. He left me take a nap right in his bed still wearing my bikini. Bobby came over to me in mid sleep, and laid next to me. I faintly remember feeling his presence. He stroked me. He snuggled up close in which I remember feeling his hard cock throbbing with excitement. I woke up still sleepy. I smiled and said "Just kiss me". He pressed his lips hard against mine. We made out for a half an hour until he started to untie my top. He slowly slipped down my bikini top revealing my tits. He kissed them. . not quite a man. I would always be seen as odd, different, less than... as handicapped. Physically, I couldn't conform to the image society required of a man.As Story, I would be an M2F, a transsexual, and be confronted subtly but profoundly by prejudice and intolerance.My only hope was to become so feminine that those with prejudice would not know. It was sad but true.I did not have to worry about the effect on loved ones or on my occupation to consider.Andrea was history. Aunt Madge was. The next day was a Saturday, so I joined the usual crowds of tourists and shoppers in the Strand at 3pm, as close to where I had been as I could remember. The clock ticked on and nothing happened. Was the Japanese guy playing with me? I could only hope not. On Sunday, I was back there, at ten minutes to the hour, and stood like a statue while the mass of people surged around me. Then “it” hit again, exactly as it had before, and I ended up in either the same or similar room to where I had been.