."He jumped in as my voice trailed off after that ask, "Elizabeth, this isnew for me. Transgenderism or whatever the technical term is, it's allnew. ...I understand so little about the struggle, the journey... I can'teven fathom what this would be like for someone..."Nice, but no surprise - most people don't get it. They don't get theunexplainable itch, tickle, that something about how you feel in thebody you see does not match what you feel inside. I was going to saythat, but didn't want to. I threw on some shorts and she stayed in her robe and we got under the covers. Needless to say, I didn’t sleep very well that night. I could sense her next to me – the warmth of her body, the smell of her hair, the mounds of her breasts and the points of her nipples under my arms as I held her all night. I could feel her butt up against my crotch and it was all I could do to keep it in line. Exhausted, I finally fell asleep. The next morning, I awoke to find I was alone. The smell of bacon. She wiggled her ass until my semi-hard cock was in position against her panty-covered pussy, then she pulled my lips to her breast. Alyssa looked so much like her mother that I almost forgot that she was my daughter. As I sucked on the one breast I started massaging the other one. The hand around her waist crept down to her hip and ass cheek involuntarily. The longer I sucked the more Alyssa wiggled. I was making my cock throb against her pussy and she could feel it. I opened my eyes to see her. She moaned louder, stroking Nathan harder as her pleasure rose.Nathan grabbed her hand and stopped her stroking. Bethany was momentarily confused, but he got up, took his pants off completely, and grabbed her, and positioned her laying flat on her back, on the couch. Then he just smiled and looked at his friends.“I’ve wanted to fuck her since high school, I think it’s only fair that I fuck her first.”Bethany’s face lit up like never before at his words. She was elated by how much he wanted her,.