Two guys sat around the corner from me at the bar. We were separated by a couple of giant sports fans drinking beers and talking college football. It ...awned on me that one of the new guys was the guy Tiffany had been dancing with. It was Mark, but I didn't remember his name. I didn't feel like talking to him or making small talk, so I adjusted my seat and blocked his view of me behind the jocks.In a lull in the sports fans conversation I overheard Marks buddy comment. “Are we gonna fuck Tiffany. My mother noticed thechanges pretty quickly and confronted me with it. Okay I didn't exactlylie to her but I didn't tell her the whole truth either. I told herthat over the last few months I had started to really enjoy the newfeelings that I was feeling from being female and that I was hesitateat first to explore them not only for the conflict I was feeling in mymind but also because this was my sisters body and after having a longtalk with Lisa she told me that it was okay to explore these. There was only one moment when I could have been spotted, opening the gate and then slipping a few feet from there across the yard before reaching my private opening.Reasonably confident I hadn't been seen, I quietly slipped into the house and into my room. I was somewhat relieved to see no instant message waiting for me, though I was logged on to the site in anticipation of there soon being one. Everything was ready, all I could do now was sit quietly and wait for Naughty Time to finally. 00 pm.Greg did not seem too happy and craved our rare nights out. He was constantly torn between "having another drink," and "... I'd better not as I'll need to get back home." On one of our nights out, he got completely smashed. We were sitting in a corner of our favourite of the three bars in town and he was slouched down in his chair. His jeans had ridden up and his balls were tantalisingly packed down his left leg and the shape of his cock could clearly be seen on top of them through the.