This would bethe final test of my strength, and i knew i was close to becoming nothing more then a sobbing baby. "My gender identity has turned out to... be something both humble and resilient,seeming to disappear at times, but always coming back. i may have hadsomething to do with that. Here's a part you didn't know. When i realizedwho i really was, i put myself into a kind of self-hypnosis. i told myselfwho i knew i was, and what i was to do about it. That's one time that iwish i never did.. He put his hand on my leg and moved it up until it was on my bottom. He squeezed it and I thrust myself even harder against his penis, which I could now feel was growing and pushing back at me. I didn’t want his penis in his pants, I wanted it inside my vagina. I broke away from him, stood back and said to one of the others. ‘Go and lock the door’. He did, then came back. I stood there in front of them and said ‘Okay boys, what do you want to do to me?’The one I’d kissed reached out and undid a. It feels so good. Both of us are going to cum like this."She let a whimper escape from her throat. My hands attacked her pussy with renewed vigour and her sounds became more urgent. I probed all around with my tool before slowly thrusting in and out. Now my grunts were getting louder with each of my strokes. I took more weight on my legs so my fingers could bring her off, and that fourth finger slipped easily inside. I yelled to signal the final stage and gave shorter but deep strokes in her. "She stared at me with puffy red eyes. "B, b, but there for the grace ofgod go I, I could end up like Nicky!" I hugged her close and spoke to herin a reassuring voice, "No Amy, you're different, stronger, moretogether, ever since I have known Nicky she's always seemed." I searchedfor the right word. "She's always seemed ethereal, not totally of thisworld." I blew my cheeks Phewwwww and carried on, "She's seemedvulnerable too trusting and too easily taken in and used, does that makesense.