And yet, there it was. A response to fantasy I’d held onto for more than twenty years. To be a spectre, a shadow in the midst of a woman alone, an a...parition, free to experience a woman enjoying her own body, ... an invisible man.And as I sat, overwhelmed by exhilaration, it suddenly dawned on me ... today was Thursday!How long had this message been waiting for me? It had been a long and exhausting week, returning home late and lacking the energy to do much of anything, I hadn’t checked my. " What's her problem?" Emily or Emma wanted to know. (I *had* todiscreetly find out what her name was without letting on that I didn'talready know.)"She thinks being transgender is a symptom of depression instead of theother way around, apparently?" Are you depressed, then?" I was -- not all the time, but pretty often. But not anymore.I'm frustrated sometimes with how stubborn Mom and Dad are being, but..."I shivered happily and hugged myself. "Having the right body is so great,I can put up. I gave him a dump and wipe which knocked him out of the system and would cause a memory loss of that period. With Smokey gone and the Decker eliminated I pulled the plug also.After the normal delay to get our feet back on the ground we started to copy the data onto separate chips. One for each project. These we placed into a separate chip holder and cleaned up our mess, removed the flux chip we had placed there earlier to cause the problem that necessitated repairmen and banged on the door to. The next time we have a party please, at least let me suckle on the tip of one of their cocks until he comes in my mouth. I need it. I dream about it!" I jumped up and down like a frustrated little girl, my pigtails and juicy, pretty-boy ass bouncing along with me. Every time my skirt lifted you could see my little clitty, dripping precum on the inside of my legs for me scoop up with my finger and eagerly lick. She just smiled and shook her head. "You're not ready yet, bitch, and how dare you.