She just wished last night never happened. He was her worst nightmare and her best dream. As he held her for a few moments no words were necessary. He...wiped her tears and moved the hair from her face and he saw her smile. Just then he began to kiss her again “Serene, Serene” He nuzzled his face against her face and nose again. He went back to massage her clit, it was soo sensitive and so intense she twitched and tried moving away, “no Tristan please” She begged him to stop but he couldn’t. We drove in a circle, looking. You wouldn’t think a little white ball would be that hard to spot on a green grass covered golf course. Evan drove us into a grove of trees, well off the fairway. We parked on the trail. My panties were soaked with anticipation. Evan got out the cart and walked up the trail, looking in the high grass. I quickly slipped my panties off and placed them in the small compartment in front of me. Evan slipped back into the cart, frustrated. “I guess you will have to. "I don't know why or how,but until you started pushing me to dress and look like a girl I've neverfelt quite comfortable in my skin." And you feel more comfortable as a girl?"Phil nodded. "It's like you opened a door in my mind and since thisstarted, I've watched on YouTube more than a few transgender transitionfilms. It's scary how much of what the girls going through transition havesaid about their discomfort with their lives prior to starting the processchimes with how I've felt for most of. His address was inland, butstill quite close to our town, so I telephoned him, to make anappointment to call, and he sounded to be a perfectly normal man overthe phone. I took the van; followed his directions; and eventuallyarrived at an isolated house in the country, standing in extensive andwell tended grounds. A middle aged man opened the door. He was wearinga black dressing gown or cloak, with a high stiff collar at the back.He was tall; dark haired, and facially resembled the popular image.