She judged that I’m a cultured person with refined tastes. There were also three hostesses for company. But I sat on the bar stool and drank my whis...y alone. We exchanged pleasantries. While drinking I told her that I had been to some women. Without batting an eyelid she asked me whether I enjoyed. I said no and explained what I’m looking for. She laughed and informed that it’s difficult to find a lactating sex worker because she has to take care of the baby. A minute later she informed me that. Peter your son died the day youbeat him for dressing as a girl. Maya was born. I am now Maya until theday I die. Mum has accepted it, Aunt Susan has accepted it." But Pete... Maya what about grand children?" Bianca and I can adopt," Maya said with pride. "In fact we've alreadystarted the process." It's true Mr Hunter," I told him. "We were interviewed before Maya hadher surgery." But," Maya interrupted. "I... We don't want you to be part of our livesanymore. I know that you can't accept me as I. Thank God! The woman was no danger to anyone except, possibly, herself as she fumed and fussed over “that damned government” and its “oppression with excessive taxes!” We figured that she would probably have a stroke or a heart attack before long.We reported to Ms Anderson that she could relax and concentrate on being elected as the Representative from her district. Ms Anderson heaved a sigh of relief and thanked us for our efforts. Unfortunately, Ms Anderson was not elected after all. Her. It made my life in school quite pleasant.As I mentioned earlier, I was always reasonably popular, though never the big man on campus. I had a number of friends that I hung out with, boys and girls. While most of the girls that hung out with me seemed to just like me, there was one that was different. Helen was the sexiest girl in the class. She was the stereotypical blonde hair, blue eye, corn-fed girl next door. Her tits came in early and magnificently. She was a cheerleader, eventually head.