As I pulled away from the curb that has been mine for almost three years, I decided it would be cool to be alone again, that I may just be ok. Ok unti... a new car pulled up and took my space on the curb.“Fuck my life!” I slammed my steering wheel as Becca opened the door, only to make out with the new guy who strode to the doorway.Deciding to forget and forgive, I finally turned the corner and left my old life behind, and was ready to start a new one“Hello?” The car speakers sounded as I turned. I always knew I'd be happy as a woman, andnow, I was a woman.Of course, I realized, I wasn't completely a woman and looked down at mypenis hanging between my legs. Odd, I thought, that it hadn't popped upinto an embarrassing erection all day. Normally, dressing and being outwas such an erotic experience that I needed a gaff to keep my penisrestrained. Today, though, I was out all day wearing a dress so shortthat it barely covered my flimsy panties, and I hadn't even thought aboutmy little. The cabin softly jerks to a halt. The bell chimes. Both sets of doors slide open. Three people enter the elevator. I see their pale faces at the edge of my vision because I don't dare to look up at them. They would see my flaming cheeks and my bloodied lip and the sheen of sweat on my forehead.Also, I don't want to see whether they have noticed that his hand is still down there.Have they noticed that his fingers are moving...?Over my hose, panties and pantyliner, his fingertip draws a line from. . it's a great way to make friends."She and Monique bumped fists and then Mrs. Komori pulled up so I toldthem I'd see them the following day and went home feeling confused.They did it because they enjoyed it? I couldn't wrap my mind aroundthat concept. And the football team running through their plays andall just out of reach.Wednesday was the same-- only by then I pretty much knew what I wasdoing-- but Thursday afternoon's activities consisted of an extremelyquick run through of our cheers.