. until…. you meet the right person. I’m old eno……” “I know all that but every time I meet someone and we get to the sex part I back out. ...hey lose interest and leave” I add, “You’ve not met the right man, that’s all.” “I’m 22 next month and I’m going to lose my virginity before then, even if I have a one night stand. Don’t you fancy me? I saw you eyeing me up on the train. Am I that fat and ugly?” “No. No not at all. You have a great….” I’m cut short. “Don’t you dare say ‘personality and a. She was soon naked and posing for me and we were both very comfortable. I had booked her for an hour and the chatting was very run of the mill things, all the time with her posing naked for me. After about 30 minutes she was sat naked in a chair her legs open. I asked her if she was willing for some more hardcore shots and she said ‘why not’. She was soon pulling her pussylips apart and rubbing her clit. She then stopped and I asked why, and she said if she continued she would cum which I said. I didn't want to take the orange pill. It was a bit of atranquilizer that had a calming almost numbing effect. These had beenprescribed by my councilor. In my transition from man to woman I'd hadall the councilling sessions required, then, they continued on with mebuilding a feminine past. Of my "memories" of being a little girl,wearing dresses and petticoats and liking pretty ribbons in my hair. Andother girl's memories, especially time and place growing up until I wastwenty-one. That. “You will just have to choose somebody else! I have tons of girls I could suggest that would probably jump at the chance to show off their tits, and learn about not being sluts!” Erica said sarcastically.“If that is your wish I can’t force you to stay in the program!” Katie shook her head in disappointment.Seeing the opportunity for free tuition and a college education going out the window, my father protested, but it was in vain. “Beverly! Do something!”My mom shrugged and her tits jiggled in.