.. sorry.." She said, her young cute little voice when embarrased was like music to myears. She quickly put her leg down keeping her legs tightly toge...ther."Tell me hannah, where does a young girl like yourself get panties like that?" I said, smiling.Her jaw dropped."Ms.. Ms. Green, I.. I don't know.." She said, her face red and her eyes unable to look awayfrom my smile.I stood up from my desk, sitting in the desk in front of hers, leaning in close with her, i gently stroked her small, smooth. We need to visit a clinicthat does these type of things." Types of things? Why don't you just say it mom?" he growled."Ok. You're right. We will be going to a clinic that specializes inmale to female sex changes. We need to get your paperwork started.Then they will be able to recommend counselors and other people thatwill help in your transition support," she said with a concerned tone.She was worried what effect hearing such direct talk on the mattermight have on Dexter."Great. So what comes. On your back. He leaned over and grabbed a towel off the floor and wiped my face clean. Then he was back on top of me, biting my neck. His hands were at my breasts again, flicking, pinching, teasing. Again I arched my body, trying to press myself to him. I could tell that his cock had grown hard again, maybe even harder than before. He grabbed and my legs and tugged, spreading them, placing one on his shoulder, and leaving the other on the bed. He pulled me fully to him, and with one quick. There was a barn or stable, a corral, another shed of some kind, and in the distance, acres of fenced land with a few cattle dotted here and there. I could see a couple of trucks parked near the house and some equipment and a tractor up by the barn. This was a working ranch. I couldn't see any other place for miles in any direction.We turned up a gravel driveway and parked in front of the house. It was a classic ranch house, with log siding and a rough-cut shake roof. It was hard to tell its.