I yank her dress up feeling the goosebumps on her skin as I rub her through her.“No panties?” I ask slyly as I slip a finger inside her, “is my ...eautiful wife in a naughty mood?”I don’t give her time to answer. I get on my knees and lift her legs up so she’s sitting on my shoulders as her back rests on the wall. She pulls her dress up and I bury my face into her warm pussy, licking and sucking gently. She moans in approval running her fingers through my hair, “baby,” she moans sweetly.. I don’t want to take advantage of you.”“I’m a big girl, Henry,” she said, “I can take care of myself. What makes you think that I’m not going to be taking advantage of you?”My mother raised no fools, so we grabbed our coats and headed out the door to the knowing grins of our friends. As we pulled away from the club, I saw Tom, Mary and Connie huddled together on the sidewalk. Connie was still sobbing and Tom and Mary were shooting daggers at me, as if I gave a shit.We went back to my place and. " "Jenny Grant, are you related to Nate?"When mom and I talked about this happening she told me to be honest. If aboy was interested in me, or knew me, I should tell them who I was andlet things go where they would."In a way Mike. I used to be Nate. Now I'm Jenny." You certainly look and smell like a girl, is that true?" Michael, would someone say they are not a girl and look like this?" No, I guess not." Mike, we have been friends for a long time, can you accept me as a girlnow?" Sure. Why. She was young and very nice to all of us. She was a nun but never wore the habit- always a nurses uniform. Occasionally girls were sent to her to be examined after holidays if they went home. I never left the convent so I was never examined.I was sent to the surgery with her, and had no idea why.When I got there I was told to remove my clothes. I was now accustomed to this and it didn't bother me. Then she proceeded to shave my pubic hair off. I asked why she was doing this and she said it was.