I was so fricking close.Beads of sweat formed on my brow and I panted deeply as I ceased my onslaught and reached for the nightstand drawer, where I f...und my torpedo-shaped friend. It was shiny and silver and I could see a distorted version of my contorted face in its mirrored surface. I turned it on and felt the tingling vibrations of the device I had named Sam and I could not help but smile remembering my embarrassment when Sue had given it to me as a gift.It was a gift that she used on me. There are lots of unused side trails; some just deer paths. Penny knows this park well and ducks off the main track and tears into the trees. The narrow path goes straight up, none of the winding back and forth of the big trail. The steepness of this path is brutal. Penny attacks the footpath, as low branches slap at her head as she runs. Her footing slips occasionally, but she keeps going, really pouring it on.The exertion has her sweating profusely, and her blood pumps fiercely. But deep. Despite all that has happened to me since you persuaded me to try it out, but....''But, what?''It still feels wrong. Boys are boys and girls are girls. I have a willy remember, you don't.''What has that got to do with it?''Well, I haven't got the equipment to be a girl.''Agreed, but you can change. You can do as little or as much as you want. You can stay as you are and just dress like a girl or you can go a bit further and take hormones, develop your own breasts and a more feminine body or you. You know you’re gorgeous. You don’t even wear makeup and you’re stunning. So a gorgeous woman like you is… apparently unmarried? Apparently childless? And you’re hiding out here on the edge of the world. I think there’s a lot of story here.”She smiled at him, and took another sip of her wine. Where to start? How do I tell him this? I don’t want to tell him this, I just don’t want to. Shit, I’ve had too much wine. He’s just so damn easy on the eyes, and easy to talk to, and interesting, and not.