"She told me a thecret. That all thithy slumber partieth include lotthof thquirting!" He was giggling like he'd just confessed to stealing aMilky Way...from the candy store.I turned the sweetie around and removed my finger in favor of mytongue. He tasted divine!"Stephi, you taste marvelous back here! I could keep my tongue buriedin your sissy-pussy forever!" I slurped."Mummy thought it would be a good idea to douthe before we left to comeover here. She said a thithy should always be kithing. But the clothing became more daring and provocative. Theskirts became shorter and more of his shirts were midriff baring. Whenhe dressed he found himself automatically putting on make up and doinghis hair in a provocative manner. And there were more things he didn't even notice. That morning as hedescended the steps from Art History he caught a glimpse of his feet: hewas wearing three-inch heels. "I didn't even notice them," he thought to himself. "How could I goteetering about without. .soft stomach….navel….below the navel….started to untie the knot of her leggings. I slid my hand further down.. I felt her soft cotton panties. I slid my hand into it. There was her slit, waiting many days for my fingers to invade. She had already started to wet herself slightly.I started rubbing it further. Anjali contracted with pleasure, a loud gasp escaped her mouth. She bent slightly forwards with ecstasy. It was enough for me. I slid my left hand behind her into her buttocks. It was soft;. Still, I didn't want any regrets. I looked down at my dick and began tomasturbate as I thought about being rid of it. It repulsed me everytime I saw it. I had done my best to try to accept it. I had sleptwith women with it, but I spent every moment I was with them fantasizingthat I was them instead. I wanted their dick inside of my pussy not theother way around. At the time, I wondered if I was gay, but I couldonly see myself with a man if I was a woman. As crazy as it sounds, itjust.