‘Geez, seven guys were after you?’ She said, her eyes wide. ‘Yup, ‘ he laughed, ‘I watched as they walked through the people sitting, as if...they weren’t even hindered by the obstacles.’ He went on to say, ‘ two were going left, three straight towards me, and two were going right, they wanted to surround me.’ He shook his head, smiling. ‘So, I looked across the table, And saw a blonde, shoulder length straight haired girl, lightly freckled face, beautiful eyes – we locked eachother in a gaze,. . everything...' I finishedlamely.'It's a bit early, Liz,' Angela said softly, 'to tell hereverything, isn't it?''I suppose...' I said looking away.'You're very close to your Mum, aren't you? Tell me about her?'I did and we had another coffee as I did. There was nothing Ileft out the father I never knew, the terrible accident thatrobbed Mum of her leg when I was fifteen, her courage andstrength and, most of all, her love.'She sounds wonderful,' Angela said, reaching for my hand, 'shealso. I think she came, once or twice. Shesaid no words, but just moaned and squeaked as I turned her on. My dick was rock hard and I felt close to coming myself, as if my ballswould burst. But I kept servicing Simone until both my hands hurt and Iwas tired from masturbating her. As soon as I stopped she seemed to regainher strength and rolled off me. Her panties were down round her legs, soshe pulled those off, and shucked off the blouse. I was looking at a nakedcopy of Ayesha. She had a long,. " After just a couple of days, my "trans clit"(a euphemistic expression I had coined to minimize my disgust and feelmore at ease with the bulge in my groin) had been swallowed and reducedto just an unsightly presence at the intersection between my two mainfemale lines. This allowed me to feel my femininity deep down in mypelvis, like a real woman. Walking from one room to another, swooningwith joy while I could feel and almost see my butt wiggling in a feminineway was such an experience that,.