I want you to know I do understand mostof what you're dealing with... I want to help you, you just have to letme."I was stunned, I softly asked, "Is t...at why you became a gendertherapist?"He nodded. "Yes, it is. Even though I only transitioned ten years ago,finding a therapist that dealt with this was difficult... I wanted togive back in a way to the community. Ultimately though, I simply wantedto help people. People that are struggling with a gender identityproblem, people like you Jordan."I. We have a neighbor who gets real weird when he starts looking that way. People say he has post dramatic something or other.“May I see your CAP card please?”“Sure enough,” I replied and handed it to him. I was sure that would clear up things. He looked at it briefly and showed it to his partner who just smirked. I was starting to hate that bitch.“Six point five is the minimum score required for volunteers. Your score is one point seven. Not good enough to volunteer. Sorry.”“It isn’t?” That. The closeness of their bodies was making them both get terribly aroused and none of them could refrain from that primal sexual need to have intercourse.One hand was on her breast while one sneaked down to her crotch which was easily available for him and he felt her pussy. It was the secret feminine place which he wanted to dig into with love and lust. His face lit up as the feel of her fleshy pussy promised for good things to come. And a mature guy like him could easily evaluate a woman’s. Jason stares in amazement at her breasts. He wants to caress them and suck them.“What about panties?”“No!”His mind runs wild. Stella undoes the bottom button of her coat and shows Jason her wet pussy. He can’t believe his eyes as he tries to focus.“Don’t you want to touch me? Feel me?” Stella teases.Stella notices the bulge in Jason’s pants and subtly rubs his hard cock. He feels helpless. His hand moves into her coat and he finds her wet snatch. He moves the coat away and goes down on his.