’ Froo lay there glowing with pride. Gary had preferred her giving him head in the last couple of years of their marriage, but he always told her sh... was crap. But Misha had told her she was fantastic, and along with the orgasms she had last night when they had made love, her confidence in herself had started to rebuild, something that was long knocked out of her by her ex. They lay there, both bathing in their own thoughts until Misha asked quietly, ‘Froo, are you on any birth control?’ ‘Yes,. Now she picked up the paper which had lain on her bureau all week andfolding it carefully, she walked to the chest of drawers and placed itunder her lingerie in the top draw, not wanting him to see hersentimentality over this simple thing, lest it scare him away, or affectthe sexual atmosphere later on.She went out into the living room and took down a large mirror from onewall and carrying it through into the bedroom she threw the pillows offthe bed and placed the mirror against the headboard,. .A number of years ago i went to work for this company as a receptionist. It is a medium size company and the job was easy. My Boss used to pat me on the ass all the time along with an occasional boob squeeze and, when i did something stupid or made a mistake called me "bimbo", often in front of the others that worked there. Being blonde, i was of course subject to blonde jokes all the time. None of this really bothered me, i just laughed or giggled and went on about my business.One day, my. Girls put their bras on and off in thelocker room, we see each boobs, I mean we all have them ya know."I guess she made sense, so I reached back and unsnapped my bra and slidit off.She looked at my breasts and said, "Wow you have real girl boobs. Iwatched that show I Am Jazz, I even made your brother watch it with meand I love Kim Petras, so I kinda know a little bit about trans girls.Are you on hormones? Because there's no way a boy could grow boobs likethat."She handed my bra back to me and I.