Anyway, the way my finger could press inwards told me therewas more happening inside those folds. There must be the entrance to ahole that goes all th...e way inside my body! It was a strange realisation.And so different from being a boy, with private parts on the outside.Being a girl meant my private parts were now on the inside.It was a bit brighter now, the sun having risen a bit more. As I lookedaround my bedroom, I realised other things were slightly different.Instead of my set of drawers,. My different traits come out in different ways but none of them negative. But it was hard to balance all that when I was younger. I had a few boyfriends try and 'change' me. Sorry, but to change me is to take a trip on a road to nowhere - I'm me and that's that. And I like being me. One of my partners called me weird. That hurt. But I learned as time went on that under the skin we all have our own ways that are unique to us, I am not so different to anyone else. I just have my own way of. I have arm-chairs for each of you and the large leather one from my late father, in which I do most of my work.I will invite you to sit each at one of my legs, left one for silly Syl - sorry, bad pun - host hot cute Karin at my right.I will ask you both to get fully nude not much later, when we will start the physical part of our Intimate Inspections.I assume you two are not surprised I have speculums - 'specula', would be correct neo-Latin, isn't it? - for you two. I intend to Intimately. He let the water from the shower hit his face. I took the soap and lathered up his back. I ran the soap around the front of him, lathering up his chest and stomach, then returning to his back. I worked my way down to his ass running the soap into his ass crack and rubbing his asshole. He let out a moan as he backed his ass against my hand. I continued to make strokes up and down the crack of his ass. Then I reached around front and lathered up his raging hard 9 inches and his balls. I could.