I leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes, all I could hear was a lonely seagull, the water lapping against the hull, and Nina making wet sounds a...s her lips ran up and down my shaft. A glorious day, I thought. *** The sun had moved and shone in through the cabin’s windows making it stiffening hot. Jack lay snoring next to me while I tossed and turned. After a while, I gave up and put on my bikini. Maybe a swim would cool me off, I thought. When I walked up on deck my eyes didn’t quite. I just remember having this urge to make a change. It wasn’t something I had a lifelong craving to do. But then, I can’t remember ever really having any life long urges at all! I didn’t even actually go out and buy the damn boat either. Although, when it landed in my lap, I probably should have gone straight to the head doctor, had myself carefully diagnosed, and found out what exactly was wrong with my head. I suppose I should explain what transpired in the months leading up to my revelation. On each bar, there is a tip jar if the women want to tip but it is not required as the employees have an hourly wage and do not depend on tips. Sometimes they wanted to touch but the resort has a no touching policy while on duty but interaction is allowed after hours for fun and entertainment. We were not paid escorts.At night in my quarters when I count my tips I find myself I find myself shaking my head in amazement. I have always been shy around the female sex, never really having a. No, no. Never go out. Never be seen. Thisis private. If he was caught it would mean public ridicule or jail, or both.But ... But to feel like a woman. To wander outside where the cool breeze could caresshis shaven legs. Creep up beneath his skirt and kiss the nether land betweenhis legs. Yes. The thrill. The sensations! Could he pull it off? Could he reallypass as a woman? Another look in the mirror. Yes! He could... No, he couldn't. Too many peoplehe would know. What to do? He strolled around.