”I laughed hard, “That’s PERFECT.”“It’s a bit of a nasty word, but it just seemed better than the usual word Americans use for the female ...parts when they say ‘cock’.”“I don’t like that alternate word at all. I don’t know why, but it just sounds demeaning.”“Then I’m really glad I didn’t use it! Now, hurry up and finish eating!”I made a show of deliberately eating my soup, which only created exactly the reaction I would expect in a red-haired Irish woman! I found myself dragged from my chair to. I’m not usually a chicken like that, but then again, I don’t usually go about committing crimes. “Ma’am, are those them, there? In the isle?” said the man.“Where? I can hardly see in this- yes! That’s them. She must have dropped them on the way out. What a relief! I was scared we’d lost them for good. Thank you sir, very much.”“No problem, Ma’am. I’ll walk you out.”Even as I heard the footsteps fading away, and finally, the door shutting, I couldn’t breathe. It wasn’t until I heard Violets. You are stroking me with your hand and sucking hard and despite my great control I can feel my balls tighten and I warn you that if you don’t stop I’m going to be cumming soon, you smile with your mouth around my cock and say ‘Go ahead!’ You begin to suck harder and stroke faster and I grab your head firmly as I begin to send spurt after spurt of white hot cum down your throat, you swallow it all and sit back and smile at me as I’m a panting, hot, sweaty mess. You laugh at me and give me a. Gone was the young man I had been at the start of the year. I was more woman now. I did still have a penis, but I’d never used it for anything except masturbation. Yes, I was definitely a young woman now. The aerobics had done wonders, too. I had the first muscles I had ever had but they were sleek and feminine. The hormones had softened my features even more and caused what little fat I did have to stay around my hips. My legs were shapely and sexy and my tummy was flat. I was becoming quite.