Lawton, who gave me breasts. I was lucky enough to go to acollege where no one gave a crap about what gender you believed you were. Iwas lucky enough ...to find a good job. I was lucky enough to become anactivist. Today, I've been quoted in 52 newspapers and magazines. I'm nolonger that lonely girl finding her way though the dark. It amazes me, andit amuses me, that I'm thought of as the voice of reason."Today, I thank heaven for every taunt, for every bully, for every job Ilost along the way. All. I stayed there, covering her for what seemed like an hour before I finally rolled off of her. My mind was a total blank. We both laid there in silence gasping and heaving and trying to catch our breaths. After a while Lisa got up, picked up her robe, looked down at me and said simply, "Thanks Alan," and walked up the stairs.I have to admit the whole thing confused me. And that set the pattern for our relationship until Lisa got too big for sex. Once every week or two Lisa would wake me in my. ." "Shut up!" Piers slipped a piece of paper in to her shirt pocket. "Take this and get out of here, it'll clear up a few issues." But... what is it?" it was amazing how quickly his whole demenour had changed around Piers, he became the stammering little prick I knew he was, even his thugs were suddenly unsure of themselves."It's a locker number with the combination, in that locker you will find a gift." What type of gift," he whispered quietly.Piers' eyes flashed, almost cruelly, "A. After a few moments, I led her to the bed, removedmy suit and lay next to her. My hands never stopped moving over her largeframe, caressing her breasts before moving down once again to herpregnant belly and between her wide spread thighs. She was literallygushing now as I used the palm of my entire hand to massage her, my thumbflicking gently over her distended clitoris."Row, I can't believe how good you are making me feel, it's been solong", she whispered, her full chest heaving up and down. I.