You think I'm a nice well-balanced heterosexual girl with a fine reputation. Disappointingly, I thought I was too, but at the weekend, I ashamedly had... sex on a first date. To deepen the wound in your estimation of me, I have to confess that it was with a girl." It never went beyond being a mental note.On other occasions I flipped to the complete opposite: It was a new and wildly radical experience, which, be honest with yourself, you enjoyed intensely. Why are you beating yourself up about it. He stood well over six feet tall, towering over me. I was dying for this huge man to have his way with me, but my mind was whirling with the many ways that this was so forbidden, slutty and beyond my experience. I don’t know how I managed to say it, but the next words I spoke sent me hurtling into the unknown. “Please take me, Cameron,” I whispered. “I want you to use me – take me – please!!” I heard the words coming from me, but I couldn’t believe what I was saying or what was happening.. "I am like her,and now I suppose like you - I was born a boy but when I manifested, Iturned into a girl. I was feminine and unable to do a lot of themasculine things boys did back then but he accepted me as a friend andprotected me from bullies. I fell in love with your grandfather as soonas I started my first period, the hormones in me were simply toopowerful and I couldn't keep myself from him for long. He didn't takeadvantage of me, he loved me as a brother before my change and kept mesafe. I remember playing at Wembley once. I was support for a rock band that had three hits, played Wembley then vanished into obscurity. Their sound system was rubbish. You get echoes in a stadium and my last phrase was coming back to me as I sang the next. The group got confused and at one point I was singing with no accompaniment. What a night that was. Never again!"I went to the bar and ordered some drinks, we sat down in the rather over-large club chairs and toasted each other. "Have you been.