Two of the three had enough light, solid-colored areas to show that she was not wearing anything under those dresses. She liked the third, but everyon..., even her little brother, vetoed that one. Somehow it tapered in between her legs in a way to mold to her plump mound. It clung enough to where you could not only see what little bush she had but count the hairs.No one noticed that Olive had slipped off with the girl’s brother. I was the only one that saw the boy’s shiny face, and then Olive. So soon! He's just spurted an ocean of sperm into my pussy and now he's ready to screw, fuck and squirt again! What a man--or an animal!Her pussy reacted sensually to the thought, and she felt her clitoris twitch. The thick juice was still trickling out of her vulva, making it feel sticky and causing the lips to cling together each time she wriggled herself. She wriggled herself now."Wait until I turn over," she mouthed, huskily."No!" He pressed a heavy hand on her bottom. "I'll get on the. “Oh, sweetie, I’m so sorry,” Liz said.“It’s ok. Most of the people I work with on a day-to-day basis are fine. It’s only a few people that steadfastly refuse to call me Sarah or use the correct pronouns.”“How does that work with new hires then? I imagine they must get confused why some of your colleagues would misgender a woman,” Liz said.“I suppose they do, and then they ask around, and find out that I’m trans. It’s also painfully obvious once they find out. The look in their eyes are. *I must have the bends or something* I thought silently. *What do I care how hot their bods look or how deep blue Al's eyes are!*So, we went back to the house and got cleaned up. As I was brushing my hair while blow-drying it, I noticed something. It seemed like I had more hair, longer, shinier fuller for certain. It looked nice. I liked it although arranging it was a bit of a pain.*Oh, well* I thought and let it go.The other guys looked a little different to me too but I didn't want to say.