Her name was Jenna.She was so nice to me, though in retrospect, I feel like she had anagenda."How is your transformation coming? I do have to say, you...look so pretty.Your new, thin eyebrows make your eyes pop!" Thank you." I blushed a little. I don't think I knew it then, but I wasproud to get a compliment."What is it like, making the transition to becoming femme?"They always used that word, 'femme.' I think they were avoiding 'female'since we were not, technically, going all the way to. I replied asking where he was. "In the corner, across from you I think". I naturally looked up and around the room which must have given me away as the next message came immediately "yep, she looks as hot as in the pictures I have wanked to. look to your left". And that's when it hit me - he must be with the group of 4 guys! I turned to look, panic on my face, and was greeted by a guy in the middle of the 4 leaning back in his seat, beer in hand, grinning from ear to ear. He raised his glass to. I turned just enough to flash him my cock for just a second. I zipped up and he looked me in the eye as I left, I smiled a little and returned to my car. I watched as he left the restroom and made his was back to his rig, he climbed in and sat back looking around, until he found me. He then leaned back and we sat casually glancing in each others direction. After about ten minutes I decided I would wait for him to pull out first and a minute later he started his truck and I started my car. He. Wearing a bra is a must. It must be lacey and anything but white in color to be mentioned in the boys room the next day. Mine was hot pink to contrast against the dark blue of my printed dress. My panties certainly matched my bra. Anyway, Colin suffered through a few pictures (my cheeks are red in every one of them) and walked me to my car. When he opened my door I was ready to kiss him right there in front of my Mom and everybody! I eased into his Taurus (he was seventeen and had his own car.