I’m having many sleepless nights, because I wanted to complete my mission successfully. I masturbate always in washroom by thinking of the semi nude...scenes of her body, which I saw many times when she’s changing her dress.Then after a few days I noticed some changes in her behavior. She wears a dress at home usually but she started to wear gown. Now my vacations are also over. So I have to start my second year in college. After college time, I spent that time only at home to think how to get. “What a name. Dickson.” He kissed me again, putting his tongue into my mouth. I put mine into his and stole his gum. He squeezed my butt with one hand, pulling me closer to him, rubbing his cock against me. “I shouldn't have come up,” I said. “No. You probably shouldn't have.” “Leland never had sex with her,” I said. “How do you know?” “She told me.” “They dated for a month. I can't believe he didn't.” “Maybe he was saving himself for marriage,” I said. “He seemed like a nice guy.” “I fucked. He wasn't wearing underwear anymore. This was tooweird.His head was pounding but he crawled to a sitting position and felt abounce on his chest.He looked down and the sight made him jump from the bed as he shouted,"What the fuck?"Thoughts streamed through his head. What was going on? He had to getto a mirror but he felt dizzy. There wasn't a mirror in the room so hetried to walk. His shoes pulled his feet in a weird angle and withevery step his ankles twisted but he managed to get to the. " She continued. "I think deep inside they wanttheir secrets revealed to the world."I slumped in my chair. There was no rebuttal left. These people kneweverything, and I was at their mercy."What do you want from me?" I asked quietly."Only what you want for yourself, Melissa. What every TG author wants. To live as the gender they believe they truly are."I looked up, and the agent nodded at one of the men. His hard eyesnarrowed, and suddenly I saw myself in the mirror, slipping a bra overmy.