Iwas going to end it and get away from this living hell. No more disgustedstares of pity. No more taunts or jeers. No more-REDI was back in Dr. Ross's... office, the school psychologist. "How are youfeeling, Tammy?" she asked."Tammy? No, wait, I'm... Tim?" I certainly thought I was Tim. But when Isaid it aloud, my voice was neither certain, nor a boy's."We've been over this, Tammy. There is no Tim. Say it after me." There... is no Tim." Tim is a persona you created as a coping mechanism, in. I put on the robe and walked down stairs she was standing at the stove completely naked so I knew it couldn’t be a dream. When she saw me she said why the robe she laughed then she notice my hard penis and she said oh I see with a smile. After breakfast I will help you fix that this time so I don’t have such a mess to clean up this time. She laughed.After breakfast we cleared the table she looked at my penis again and said wow you must have been really looking hard to still have that guy at. It wasn’t all that good; she had an inch deep hole in her butt cheek. She forgot about it as it healed.“So this is what you meant by ‘practice’?” Beth asked. She had been hoping for some serious rutting fun and maybe a dozen or so orgasms while they were at it.“That’s enough practice for one day,” Béla told her. “You’re a fast learner. I don’t have to show you things twice, and you’re already doing things on your own. We’re a lot alike, you and I…” and the same things make us horny, she thought. Apparently BellaFirento is causing a buzz already in Paris and London. I think we mighthave struck gold here." Who'll be modelling it?" asked Virginia, who was nervous about hershemale transvestism becoming a nationwide issue."You, if you're up for it," replied Simone. "You're a bloody good model.It could be the making of you." But my transvestism, what if, -?" Oh bugger 'what if'! It's done you no harm in our own small city andwe're right next door to the Bible belt. America had better get.