”“Can we talk, ma?”“Always, baby!”Rochelle closed the book and set it on the floor. She curled her legs under her body and tapped the seat. ...��Sit down. What’s up?”Coree moved closer albeit tentatively. “Do people know,” he inquired.“Do people know what,” Ro followed up.“I mean...Do folks know what you told us tonight?”“Oh, okay. Some people do. Not all. I don’t usually announce it to folks.”“Did you for real always feel like a girl?”“I did. I almost always felt like I was in the wrong body when. Maybe that was a mistake but I'll never know. Later I learned that Dirk had been fucking our neighbor, Maggie, for the past year and a half. There are no secrets in our tiny community. There had to be something more to learning about my sexual self than having casual sex with a neighbor. I had to discover what else was out there. Let's back up for a moment and look at my past experiences. I grew up in an upper middle class town outside of Cleveland, Ohio and didn't start having my period until. My, average sized, cut cock was straining against the black lycra as if it was trying to escape.I was rubbing my arse with my left hand and with my right I pulled the front of my speedo down releasing my engorged eighteen year old cock. My hand started pumping my cock up and down, not too quickly because I wanted to enjoy it and I wasn’t in any rush. I closed my eyes imaging that the entire shower room was filled with other young guys showering in their speedos and jerking off.“What the fuck. I will call you as soon as I... " My cell died before he could finish. "FUCK!" I knew he would think I hung up on purpose. I was driving home from work and didn't have my car charger. Traffic was jammed up; it sucked even for a friday. Eventualy the grid lock seemed to dissipate, as I drove through down town an establishment caught my eye. I pulled over and parked a decent distance away. I sat there for a while, reflecting my year thus far. My ex had run off a few months ago, leaving me in a.