I think I'm going too much towards myfeminine side. I don't want to, but I notice all those cute boys lookingat me. You would be used to that, but I h...ven't been a girl that long."Grabbing her shoulders I made her look at me, "I do know how you feel.Let me tell you my secret. Up till some two years ago I was a boy myselfand I also changed into a full girl. I even got my cat eyes and tailalong with it, that's why I was feeling a bit hostile to you earlier."Harriet interrupted, "I didn't notice. I took stock of the situation. I had my fishing gear, my .22 pistol and a few dozen shells. There was the axe and a hatchet, my machete and a folding shovel. I had several rolls of fine wire and a pair of wire cutters, my heavy hunting knife, and the little Leatherman tool I carried in a pouch on my hip. I also had two sets of spare dry clothes, and a large roll of plastic bags. There was enough food, canned fruit and some chips, a six pack of soda, some crackers. That would last about a week.. Withoutthinking about it, her knees fell to the ground. "Why me? Why him?Please, oh please great Goddess of Life and Hearth, please let him be.Let him grow up to be the man he has but dreamt of in his crib. The boyis nothing but a babe, a gift from you to me; a gift of friendship, andwithout his, I am but a broken vessel in your midst. Please sweet lady,I beg you..." The wind mourned for her, almost as if it knew of hersadness, but she knew better than to expect an apparition from. I knocked and asked, "Are you, alright baby?"Mary replied, "Can you come in and help me with my dress, the zipper seems to be stuck again." She unlatched the door, and I moved inside. There she sat on the sink, a vision of pure desire. Mary was sitting on the sink with her legs spread. Her labia was open and beckoning my hard cock. I can honestly say that I've never wanted anyone more than I wanted her at that moment. I latched the door just before pushing my pants and underwear to the ground..