Finally, after what seemed to be almost a full month later, I was againbeing prepared for another surgery. This time, though, I knew that Iwas the 22...year-old Chinese-American girl named Mei Ling, who wasseverely injured in an automobile accident, which also resulted in thedeath of my parents. While I only had a high school education andwasn't qualified for much else, - unless I went to college, which I hadno desire to - I did know that I was pretty and had beautiful long legs.They were my. Istill did not even know that I was a boy.My brothers knew, but they did not tell me. I grew up, being treatedlike a girl in a house of men, under a special umbrella of protectionand favor, of a rather domineering mother. Because of my obviousfeminine orientation, my father accepted the fact that I was more of agirl than a son. He let mom enroll me in school as a girl. My bothersdisliked the favoritism that was poured out on me.I did not do chores, like they did. I was allowed to stay in. ***Daniel was stood casually at the bar with his very best friend in the world Jake. Jake was tall, dark haired and very good-looking with his well toned muscular body, glowing white teeth, clean-shaven face and perfectly formed rounded ass. Not to mention the massive bulge in his trousers. He was always a hit with the ladies wherever he went. Daniel was at least as much a hit with the ladies, if not more so than Jake. Daniel was a little bit shorter than Jake, his body was not toned as much as. She sputtered and spit out the bite of ice cream she’d just taken. Of course, I hadn’t intentionally timed it to get that kind of reaction, it was just coincidence.I let it go just until she closed her eyes in a tight grimace and her body started to shake in what I presumed was a fairly significant orgasm… and turned it off.She sat shaking for a moment, her face red and taking deep breaths, then pushed away from the table, leaving her ice cream and told me, “Get me out of here!”Damn, I hated to.