It went surprisingly well, andfor that I am ever so grateful. Let me tell you. You haveno idea how much I was worrying about having to facepeople, and... having to go through all the hassles involvedwith telling them about me and my becoming a girl. I mean,can you imagine the raft of questions that would be put tome? First off, people would want to know all theparticulars. They'd want to know what possessed me to makethe decision to become a girl on a full time basis. Then,they'd want to know. She met Doctor Gwyn. He wanted to know what kind of birth control she was taking and she admitted none. He raised an eyebrow as if to say you are going out with Tommy and your not on birth control? Shame. She got on the table and put her feet in the stirrups. While he was examining they talked about birth control methods. He strongly suggested an IUD, and she agreed. The doctor asked Tommy, “Have you decided? Tattoo or branding.”Tommy answered, “It’s way too early to think about that.”Doctor. As she opened her eyes, I looked in them then kissed her. Our mouths wide open now. Tongues dueling. I licked her lips, her teeth, anything I could lick. Then gently bit her bottom lip. I kissed her chin, eyelids, cheeks, nibbled on her earlobes and slowly kissed down her neck to her boobs. I ran my right hand down her left side, along her hip down the outside of her thigh. With my fingertip I circled her knee. My lips found her right nipple and encircled it, not really touching it, just kinda. " Daddy helped Miss Avery straighten her skirt andsigned for the delivery man's package. "Come on girls," he called to Kathy and Christi, "time's money." Daddy," Kathy quizzed, "what did she mean when she said the new sexretary was 'one of them'?" Oh, that. She meant she went to convent school." But," Christi wondered, "I always thought convent girls wore chastity belts when they went out and got implants to keep them from, you know, ever wanting sex." Yeah, that's true," Daddy explained, "but.