Slim and graceful. Her voice somewhat on the nasal sidebut believably female. She passes nearly perfectly. A fixture of thelocal BDSM scene far before...she began transitioning, popular and well-liked. I thought she was out of my league.She chose me.I could hardly believe it when she flirted with me. I had just returnedto the scene after an extended absence and all but resigned that Iwouldn't even be acceptable as some couple's unicorn fling, much lesssomeone's first choice. But she said I was. I had the last Queen of Hamilten at my side to give me legitimacy. And I could make the world better. I could unite all of humankind, and together we could exterminate all the monsters plaguing the world. Who lurked in the dark caves, in remote mountains, and ancient forests. My friends would not be hunted.They would have the lives that they deserved. Lives they had sacrificed to help me slay a dragon.I was so lucky to have them all in my life. But especially Sophia. She carried my child. And. Allah is perfect it is we humans who are flawed, I said piously. I want to turn my life over to God and mend my ways, Jean-Baptiste said. Good for you, I said cautiously. For some reason, his proximity bothered me. Not for the first time I noticed how handsome Jean-Baptiste was. Often, biracial people have the best of both worlds. He’s six-foot-four at the very least, with caramel skin, green eyes and kinky black hair. May Allah forgive me for noticing such masculine beauty, I thought in my. " I said.Turning and facing me again, he asked, "You like my body hair Mom?" I think it looks very sexy, Bobby." I replied grinning.He sat on the lounge facing me and kept his legs well apart giving me an unobstructed view of his large soft uncut penis and large shaved ballsac. We talked all morning about what it was like being a nudist and had me laughing hysterically with stories of his nude escapades.I was still dressed in the old thin t-shirt I had worn last night. Since I was practically.