I thought to myself. Douglas’s dick was like a double to my first boyfriend’s. I’ve had such fun with it, it had such fun in my pee-pee-...ole.Oh, to recapture the first taste of love, the sweet kisses, the thrill of the first push past my hymen, making me a woman, the exhilaration of my first cum with a cock in my cunt! My brother-in-law would have all that adventure before him. I was sure that he would love couch cuddling as much as his sister-in-law. Maybe even with his brother’s. That seemed to wring the last of his frustration out of him, because he looked at the two of us and said, "I guess that we will have to go to Plan B, though I don't know what Plan B is, yet."We spent a lot of time talking, the gist of the discussion was whether or not we wanted to take on an international drug ring. None of us really wanted to get involved in this heavy a commitment, but we also didn't want to walk away from it. We realized that we had a choice: we could go after the really big. If I got kicked out of college I knew I wouldn't be much use to him. Coach would help me fix this miscarriage of justice and keep me in my major. I knew it!Marie said Coach was out for the morning but she would give him my message that it was urgent that we speak. I went through my English course in a fog, dazed at the shocking turn my life had just taken. I stayed after my History class to talk with Dr. Brennan."Dr. Brennan, I ran into a difficulty with the College of Education," I explained. When I wear boy clothes, I feel and act male. When Iwear girl clothes I feel and act female. It is almost a dual personalityissue.I get home late.I awake on Boxing day. My phone pings. There is a text message fromSarah. "I will pick you up at 10:00 am. See you soon girl."So I get showered, shaved, and dressed in jeans and a shirt.When she arrives, she is shocked. "I said we are going shopping, notfishing. Get in some girl clothes. You can wear pants, but hose, nosocks. Wear medium.