“Look, if we were made to detest sex, then why the hell did they make it so enjoyable? And yes, I do like men and women, such diversities between th...ir bodies, their natures. There’s no limit to the things I like to try with both sexes. That’s why I’ve found it hard to maintain any sort of long-term relationship with anyone. Men are such jealous things, and I just feel tied down and unable to enjoy myself sexually when I’m in a relationship. That’s why I was so hesitant in agreeing to try. Seeing you with my own eyes Saturday night, watching the way you comported yourself in a public setting, was another matter. If I hadn’t known better, I would have surmised your transformation was already complete, rather than just getting underway. The Harry Benjamin Protocols require an initial period of counseling to determine whether the subject is a suitable candidate for transition. After observing you Saturday night, I have already determined you are, and we can progress to the next. Her nipple was hard and pliant, a rubbery little nub between my fingers as I rolled and squeezed it gently, I gathered from the conversation that she was talking to the brewery which supplied the pub, but I wasn't really interested, I dropped to my knees and parted her legs before touching my lips to the soft, brown flesh of her inner thighs.She had on a delightfully small, tight g-string, a tiny spot of moisture on the gusset which acted like a magnet to my tongue as she carried on with her. “ I just finished cleaning up and just what was the sight that you were referring to young man?” “Well it was your nice ass bent over like that Mrs. Johnson.” All of a sudden I could feel dampness between my legs and I couldn’t think of comeback to say to him. “Oh Sean with all those young girls around here with their tight bottoms walking around surely you don’t find mine as being nice.” Then he began to walk towards me with those blues eyes staring into mine. I was frozen and my heart was.