I kept asking myself the same question. Did I want to go through with this?ooOooIn my head, I knew why I was standing here, deliberating as to whether...to open Pandora’s box. That was all down to my new boyfriend, Matt. We met online. He was lush, which in itself is quite funny, because that’s the name of the site we met on. It didn’t take us long to become more familiar with each other. I was instantly attracted to him and I guess he felt the same way. It took me even less time to fuck the shit. After we all got home, my dad and little brother couldn't stop talkingabout the game. They were proud of me and they said so. That shouldhave made me happy and it did in a way but in another way it made me feelworse about things.I had just proven what my whole family already knew about me. I was goodat being a boy. So why did I want to be a woman? I'm sure that was themillion dollar question running through my father's and Sammy's mind.The important thing was that it was enough for them to. Suddenly the teacher let out a scream, fell out of her chair and collapsed to the floor. The girls all ran over to her. They laid her out flat until she recovered. She was ok, just passed out from her intense climax. While she was out cold the girls lifted up her skirt to get a look at her pussy. Wow, she was not wearing panties either. She had the hair above her pussy neatly trimmed but her pussy was bald. Her pussy was sopping wet from her climax.The look excited all the girls and wondered. .." So I saw a very attractive young woman, who apart from being rather younger than myself, was just about my physically ideal woman. I saw a young woman who seemed to share my tastes in life – music, food, leisure activities. All sorts of things that really bugged me about previous girlfriends ... you just don't have. You don't keep me waiting or use a lot of make-up. You like the same things and let me be myself." Ah..." Maybe it's too early to say 'I love you'," I went on, "but ... I now.