You won’t tell Lynn about this, will you?”She sounded more concerned than I thought she should, so I responded, “This will be our secret, just y...u and me, Beautiful.” The movie was over. I turned off the TV, and we fell asleep.We woke up, to Mom shaking my shoulder, “It’s time for bed, you two – come on. Dad turned on the heater a little, sleepyheads, come on...”“I’m up,” I said. My arm that had been supporting my head was sore. I started to stretch it, and my beautiful sister’s eyes fluttered. You still have my hair as you manipulate my head as if to show me that you have the control, as though you are playing with the buttons of something forbidden to you as a child. My eyes, my open mouth and the hot breaths that waste themselves, show you how wild I feel, how badly I need you, and how much I want you to need me like you needed no other. “Please” I whisper and I don’t know what I’m begging for, you don’t know either and fuck fuck fuck you’re just going to have to keep trying until. He really does do exceptional work." He looked atme for a moment and then said "Get up! I want to examine the doctor'swork more...closely." I ignored him and continued crying so he walkedover to me, grabbed both of my arms and easily lifted me up. I struggledas best I could but Tragner would have been more than a match for me inmy old male body, so I had no chance in my tiny, female body.He held both my wrists together with his left hand and used his righthand to explore my new body. I had. . emotionally... combined with the vibrator. It works." Anyone else then? Or is that the only memory?" Memory, yes. But there's still the fantasies. Movie stars. Musicians, sometimes Sting. He's sexy. Athletes maybe. But usually it's some odd event during the day, seeing someone who looks a certain way." Like who? Anyone recently?" I don't know, maybe it's a good looking guy at the store who never looks my way, or maybe sometimes he does. Maybe it's at a pool and someone has a hard-on in their.