Shehad been born a male in the mid-twentieth century, filled with longingsto be magically transformed into a girl, never believing for a momentsuch a ...hing was actually possible. Then one night he (he was Bob then)and a fellow fan of TG fiction on the 'net named Troy found themselveswhisked back to the middle of the twentieth century, 1953 to be exact, toassume the lives of two young women raising two young girls.Their portal of entry had been a small town movie theater, the Majestic.They. . especially when Katrina and Sarah basically threatened them with social pariah status. They changed their tune very fast after that. Besides, they had all seen my cock and they all seemed eager for a piece of me. Several had jock boyfriends, but none of those were cheerleaders ... since Katrina's and Sarah's edicts, the athletes had moved on to female athletes, not that either of them were female to each other."I'll tell you a secret. Nearly everyone on that level of the social hierarchy. After eating the rolled up pancakes and finishing the coffee, a limo awaited us outside. The chauffeur looked regal and French.I gave Eva my expression, surprised and suspicious."Yes," she told me, leaning against me and whispering. "Simon's."We drove for a while, ending up on the outskirts of Paris in a place of large houses and chateaus. Perhaps the largest of all rested further back from the others, with a gate that opened for us. The house looked both austere and embellished, with. "Does that mean you'll marry me? Oh Lord, I'm not being very romantic, am I?" Yes, I will and yes you are, impulsively so." Darling! Thank you, thank you!"His lips fastened gently on hers as he resisted the urge to crush her to him. Hers were warm and opened inviting his tongue in. Once again their tongues gently intertwined and teased. His hands left her face and pulled her into his arms. Their kiss became more passionate."Herm! Herm!"They prised themselves apart and saw Annette looking at.