But I wasn't like any other girl my age. I was born with a rare disorder where I had both male and female parts called a hermaphrodite. I had breasts ...f a woman but had male parts. My parents sent me off to boarding school so I wouldn't get bullied because of what I was born with. At first it bothered me a bit, but now, I have gotten used to it. One day, I was sitting in the girls' changing room, and the prettiest girl I had ever seen walked in wearing her short, green hockey skirt and switched. She hated phonies. ‘Is there any reason that owes to your reluctance to marry?’ Lexa paused. She thought of Hudson. She had wanted to tell her mother when she had visited her in Long Island about her feelings for Hudson, feelings she had tried to fight and was still fighting. It was not a good thing to live with someone, to be in a relationship with someone, and yet have feelings for someone else from a distance. Lexa wondered whether she should tell this lady any of this. Perhaps she’d blab.. ”She sensed his nervousness as he approached her but she also noticed that the bed was not the only thing looming large. As soon as he reached her she stretched out her hand and touched him. “Just a handjob.” She stated.He nodded. She knew that he, like most men, wasn’t going to say no as she reached for his belt buckle. He stood quietly and passively as she unbuckled his belt and pulled his zip down. His slacks fell over his thighs as the waistband opened out revealing a pair of white trunks. He began hammering away at me, my face buried in the pillow, my tits squishing against the bed."MY GOD." I screamed into the pillow.There were people watching, and other women in the room. It seemed like they all stopped fucking to watch.I heard one woman say, "I'm next."My tight little vagina couldn't handle much more, but I couldn't say anything. I was looking at Debbie, according to her. My face contorted and mouth wide open. I was speechless, I couldn't talk."She likes it Joey," Debbie.