I'll never look at him the same way."I promised to not do anything she didn't want and Susan slid into the bed beside me. She immediately spooned me, ...estling her large butt against my crotch, while my arms engulfed her across her breasts - but still outside the shirt. Almost immediately I could feel Susan responding, despite her reservation. And I responded in turn, quickly becoming hard as a rock. Susan could feel me and she pushed back strongly and began thrusting into my cock. She started. Should I use it now, satisfy myself immediately? Or should I be patient and wait, make that experience with Ted tonight even more intense? I took a picture of my left breast, encased in the red lacy material. My nipple was aching to be touched and brushing my fingers over it sent tingles all over me. I decided to get the vibrator out. I turned it onto a low setting and rested it on the outside of my underwear. This would keep me going but wouldn't tip me over the edge. Alongside the picture. Seeing as how my locker room experiences were from the male perspective itwas a bit of a surprise to me that the women's locker room was nodifferent. Save for a few things like no urinals or old man without towelson walking around. I found a locker empty and began to change notrealizing I was getting naked around other women who didn't really seem tocare or notice. I had wondered what they would have thought if they knewwho and what I was before today. Of course to them I was just anotherwoman. The younger me bursts through the front door of the tiny apartment shouting an over-joyed greeting to…the paperboy. The child me is crestfallen, and I feel that inside all over again and seeing this scene replayed made me remember why things like this stuck with you through life. Seven years after this, and I’ve moved up north to a new suburban place and school leaving everything I ever knew behind me. I’m walking through my front door after a strange unremarkable first day. I remember thinking.