Her step wasn’t heavy, but she didn’t try to be silent, either. As she approached, she heard little mutters of intellectual exploration, an occasi...nal cough, and as she got closer, breathing. When she got to the top of the stairs, she thought her heart might burst. How would he see her now? He could overwhelm her, and perhaps a small piece of her consciousness wanted him to. Would he look at awkwardly, unused to giving affection and unsure of how to proceed? Or would he give her to tutorial. ..and just barely fifteen.”NORMA“The boys that I metgrowing up as a girlCalled me cute,called me pretty –I could practically hurlBut I met Jim while stayingat the Goddard’s, one dayAnd he walked up to me andKnew ... just what to say...”JIM“I told her how prettyand silly she wasAnd how the sunlightwould bounce off her face.She believed every wordthat I said to her thenBut now she’salways on my caseNORMA“I’m dying of boredom;he’s like all of the restHe can’t keep his handsoff my butt, or my. I can be contacted at my email address which is: [email protected] posted my ads on a Friday and I realized if I got any response I would need a wig, a dress and shoes which I did not buy on the internet because of size and fit so on Saturday morning I took a bus to New York where I knew there were transvestite boutiques where I could try those things on to assure a good fit.I bought a wig, two sexy dress's and a pair of high heels with a 4" stellatio heel.I spent all day Sunday walking around. She taught me so much, including this kind of really making love.”“I know,” she said. “I’m still in shock from last Saturday. Mom’s been okay, though.”“That’s good,” I said. “Sorry for breaking the mood.”“You’re forgiven,” she grinned. “Now concentrate and stop thinking about other women.”“Yes, dear,” I deadpanned. Katie playfully slapped at my chest and laughed at my response.Her laughter made some very interesting things go on in her vagina, which quickly refocused our attention on the fact.