Whydon't you give him a call?" * * * *Life became a blur for Roberta for the next couple of months. Wor...,electrolysis appointments, gathering information on all things feminine,occasional sexual encounters with Alex and just the never ending processof learning how to be a woman. Roberta also began seeing thepsychologist, Dr. Jonathan Marcum. He was an older man, in his sixties,who explained that he had to be convinced that Roberta really wanted. I wouldn’t want to cause any problems.” I couldn’t believe I actually got the words out, and the double meaning of the problems I would cause was fitting too.She patted my leg, half touching skin, and half the shorts. “Nonsense,” she said. “We can make a quick stop to pick up a pair. Maybe a few pairs.”Another vision flashed through my mind of her watching me put on the swimming trunks. Her expression was heated and her eyes riveted on... I shivered from the thought. “I ... um ... I don’t know.. I asked her if she had a good walk, she just looked at me and said she just had been fucked by a man that she walked up on masturbating, sure enough there was another car behind us, in the trees I did not see. I asked her if he filled her, she said yes. Spreading her legs I could see the white cum running down the inside of her legs and a pool starting on the leather seat. She then asked me to masturbate myself, that we will fuck later that night. I took out my rock hard cock and ran my hand. The cute little blonde was cocky, to say the least. Tantalized at first by the way her round ass looked bent over the pool table and encased in tight denim, he had drawn close to get a better look. When he heard her bragging to her friends before her last shot, however, he couldn’t help himself. He had walked by her, his hand making delicious contact with her firm rear, causing her to miss the shot. Kate marched up to the stranger. Between the beer she’d drunk and the U2 that was blasting.