The way in which she approached me… her meticulous movements that seemed to top off the perfect day of victory and success. We were both very happy ...onsidering we spent the entire year preparing for that tournament. I seemed to remember it as a comforting expression of unconditional love and tranquillity, a bond that only two of the closest friends could ever share. I never considered myself a homosexual woman, or whatever people call in these days. I know deep down I have always admired women. It’s just so amazing to watch Mark like this! My hair was falling down both sides of my face, grazing his chest if I leaned forward enough, and his expression was one of complete giving and total love. My eyes close when I’m having my climax, but when I can open them again, all that I can see is Mark’s wonderful smile, he’s just so happy for me when the passion overtakes me, almost overwhelms me. Oh, my God, it’s building up inside me again, washing over me again! The look on Mark’s face when. I told you about my girlfriends. How we would share clothingand make up, do our hair. Although born a boy I was inclined to befeminine from a very young age. My parents were disappointed and triedto get me to 'straighten up.' But I rebelled, I started to hang with apretty wild crowd, some attempt to be manly I guess. We would get intotrouble a lot. One night, we were driving around, and we had a terribleaccident. The driver was drunk. I was a passenger."My parents were called and of course,. ‘Does it matter?’ she asked. ‘Damn it I thought we would be chaperoned by your over protective family!’ ‘I think that you’re over reacting Sam.’ ‘That’s all I ever seem to do around you Sarah, with one little look you have me feeling like a love sick teenager.’ He ran his fingers through his hair and sat back with a sigh of exasperation. Sarah itched to take his hands in hers, and tell him she felt the same way, but she held back. Things were happening so fast that her head was beginning to.