The feeling made me shiver all over.“They…” I cleared my throat which felt strangled tight with tension. “They’re just teasing you, Logan. B...rely touching you.”There was a muffled moan. Maybe he was biting his fist. “Where?” he asked, then hurried to repeat, “Where?” as if he were afraid that I had gone away or wouldn’t answer him.“Your thighs,” I told him. “The insides of your thighs.”He warbled a moan.“The crease of your hips.”“Ah, fuck,” he hushed out and I heard the rustle of the blanket. " Nikki!" Sarah interrupts, grabbing my head and directing my fullattention toward her. "I'm here. My mum's here. I can make you up rightnow, we can go downstairs and you can explain everything to your parentswith the best back-up in the world." I pause briefly as I seriouslyconsider what Sarah's saying. I've had two trained medical professionalstell me that they believe I'm a girl trapped in a boy's body. Very soonI'll be referred to a third who will undoubtedly- hopefully, anyway- saythe same. She was beautiful in a sexual way. We had a normal conversation. She was very friendly and talkative. She told me that she is a house wife.Her husband Radhakrishnan works in a factory and has two children a boy and a girl. Her name was Mani and I called her Mani Aunty.Days passed…. because of her friendly nature she became very close to our family and me. She was very friendly to me just like a classmate. During day time she was alone at her house after her husband left for work and children. My girlfriend is real insecure about her boobs. She's Chinese, and like a lot of Asians, she has small boobs, maybe an A cup, so every time I look at a girl with big titties, she gives me hell.Don't get me wrong, I love my girl and don't want some one else. And being bisexual, if I wanted to cheat, I've got a wide range to choose from. Hell, wouldn't even have to go any further than my roomie, Jason, a bi black man who has made it clear that if I'm ever willing, he is, too. So the option has.