It's just that, like, um... when I dress up I feelfantastic, a complete person, and 100 times more alive than when I'mdressed in my male clothes. I lo...ve being dressed but it's not sociallyacceptable so I have to do it in secret." Well, that may have been the case before today, Peter, but from now onthings are going to change." Tracy went on, "You are pretty good atdressing up, even though your look is tarty and over the top. I thinkwith a little help and advice, you could pass as a real woman,. ??? ? ?"I am not angry, Trisha," had said kindly. "I am actually more upset about the spilled vodka than I am about the tray and glass. Now you will have to rush back and make another perfect martini for me and bring it quickly, as I am quite thirsty. The girls rose smiling but with shaking hands. She was such a beautiful girl, the recent star of a very famous Mr. Frank film, "Trisha loses her cherry." Mr. Frank smiled again and brushed the girls silken hair.??? ? ?"Of course we can't have you. That conversation seemed to turn the day somewhat sour and the letdown from my high was unnerving. What the hell did he bring her name up? I really felt that time was on my side, I was getting over her. I admit that I was a bit surprised that Tina had moved, but that would make it that much easier. I was moving on. I was moving on.I picked Jackie up at 7:00 and headed out to a small, rustic restaurant that I had heard about. It wasn't fancy and it wasn't part of a chain. I had read that they. Her murmers were getting louder and her face was contorting into strange shapes. I then got some small elastic bands out and placed one after twisting it several times over each cyclinder before slipping of the end to capture the flesh.A louder cry then from her lips but this was only the start.I then turned to her vaginal lips which are a tight size not dangly ones as some are.Pulling one upwards with a clamp I then pierced her lipwith a small safety pin, how she howled at this. I had to.