I’ll be around here a few more days. Could I see you again tomorrow night?’ She looked disappointed and commented, ‘I do have other plans tomorr...ow evening.’ She acted as if she was going to say something else, then stopped. Eric looked at her, ‘Go ahead and tell me what you were about to say.’ ‘Well, it’s like this. I have a dear friend coming to see me tomorrow evening for a short while. I guess I had better tell you before you find out. I met this man at lunch similar to the way I met John.. She looked at me with a suprised expression on her cute,tiny face."Oh? No. But I have wanted Him to! I peek at Him and Mommy doing all kinds of neat stuff! They "Play" with each other all the time,when they think I'm in bed as leep!" She said,grinning even more at me. "It wasn't until this morning that Grandpa came and got me." She giggled. "I was getting ready to take my bath,and I had just taken my panties off,when He opened up the bathroom door. He was standing in the doorway,Naked! His dick. Although I was so much younger than her, it did not stop me from pursuing her. Too be honest, looking back now, although I didn’t know she was a shemale, I probably should have known. I would leave notes for her on her car, almost nightly. My notes would declare my lust for her, my desire to be with her. Words stating how beautiful she was inside and out. Sometimes I even left flowers, but I always signed thenotes. I wanted her to know exactly who had written them. Her responses were always the. Give me what you can on the play Julius Caesar by Shakespeare." Suddenly, I knew all there was to know about the play, including all of the lines. As I sat down in an empty seat, I started mumbling to myself Marc Antony's famous funeral oration."Ah, Mr. Logan. So nice of you to grace us with your presence. I hear you reciting the famous funeral oration. Please stand in front of the class and give us the benefit of your knowledge." That bastard teacher was trying to embarrass me because this was.