. I mean, are you . . .?” I was losing ground in my effort to hide the truth from Vondie, who was looking at me with the staying-or-going confusion... that only a child can gin up, and I was sure it was becoming obvious to her that something was off. I regrouped and started again. “Will your people be okay with this?” Obviously, I couldn’t casually ask her age without it falling outside the scope of a putative business call and tipping my hand to Vondie. I was hoping Marissa would pick up on. .. is there Lachy?” she giggled grinning at her husband, who raised his handsome smiling head and shook it. “Bet Glen’ll have one some time.”“Must admit having trouble not to, but with that lot and what’s around, I might just give up and let it happen,” chortled Glen, nodding at various nubile, full breasted youngsters, ample bodied matrons and mothers he’d like to fuck – including he had to admit to himself, his own.“Glen please...” whined Carla.Lunch at the beach bar was a busy affair,. He was big, over 6 ft, and he towered over me. 'Come in,' I managed meekly. She was stood up almost too straight, her chest rising quickly, the only clue that she was nervous and in need. He walked over and started kissing her, his big black hands holding her face. Immediately I saw a response, as her body relaxed and her arms wrapped around his large neck. They stayed like that a while and his hands started exploring her body. Her back and arse first, in which he squeezed her cheeks and pulled. Abrams had to ask, "why just five years?" She alsoremember to ask, "why all secrecy?" In five years, I will have to decide to be a man or a woman. To answeryour other question, it's because of who I am."Dr. Abrams then bent down and whispered into my ear. "If someone isforcing you to become a woman, please tell me and I can help you getaway." It's nothing like that," I told her."Please tell me what your problem is?" she asked."It is kind a hard to say," I tried to say more."Don't worry about me.