What the hell? I kept running down the line and every man broke to run away from me. Eventually, six men were bunched against the wall, staring at me ...in terror! I stopped about 10 yards away from them and summoned my breath for the loudest shout I had ever given, "BOO!" That was the last straw, the men dropped their swords and shields and ran in every direction. This really brought down the house!The laughing and cheering knew no bounds. The crowd stood and began to shake their fists in the. They were actually going to a house party, no idea what they would find. Who they would find. No doubt a bunch of teens. Hell, maybe a frat. God, what if someone recognizes me. It could get awkward or very weird.They approached the block and immediately knew which house it was. The place was lit up, cars parked a half block down the street on both ends. A couple of groups were on the porch, drinks in their hands as they chatted loudly. Hayley let the boys lead.A couple of girls gave them looks. This initial meeting, made of a mixture of apprehension andexcitement, was, paradoxically far from disgusting me and putting me off,on the contrary, it was revealing and initiator of my inclinations anddesires of female.2. The discoveryDuring my first meeting and sexual act with a man, I found myself anactress and no longer a spectator. Indeed, at that time, I often put verysexy female underwear under my boy's top (briefs and sg) but withoutgoing further in makeup, wigs, etc.... All this in. Could sort it ourselves.”“You don’t mind?”“Not yet, once I’m sixteen, I damned well will.”“That’s my girl,” I chuckled.“Oh, Imelda’s starting to show,” she added handing over a few memory crystals. “They got your messages too.”“Now you tell me?”“Well, you wouldn’t have been able to view them with talking to me, but as Callum is coming back, now you can,” she grinned and stood up to more or less skip over to him as I shook my head with a wry grin at the way she got to chat to me first whilst not.