I-" I take a deep breath, "I gotta question so I kinda need to know."He sets another ball and sends it easily through the goal posts. He grabs another... ball and sets it up. "Yeah," he kicks another perfect field goal, "Yeah, I am."I pause as he sets another kick then just blurt out, "How'd'ya know? I mean, how'd you figure it out?" I don't know." He kicks again, "I just am." So what you just woke up one morning an' decided to kiss guys?"He stops in mid-kick and thinks about it. "Yeah, that's. Wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas. I know it’s not how either of us imagined it would be. I hope you’re ok, talk to you soon.”One thing she was definitely right about, this is not how I pictured myself spending Christmas Day — alone. But somehow, I knew I wasn’t alone, Susan was here, if even only for tonight. I must have fallen asleep in my chair, when I next looked at the clock it was four in the morning. I got up, went to the bedroom and climbed into bed, falling to sleep immediately.I. "I hear Tracey made a woman of you last night." Wait, hold up, what do you mean Tracey?" I said, still remembering thedream and thinking it was Sarah who had turned me into a woman."You don't remember?"Then it came back to me. Tracey had pegged me. That why my arse felttight. That's why my panties were stuck to me. My tits weren't real,did I still have a penis? I could feel it throbbing now, tucked firmlybetween my legs. So "made a woman out of" me meant she had pegged me?"Sorry, Sarah, I. "Hank was thankful that he had a deep tan as he felt his cheeks get hot, concentrating on his food he didn't look in her direction again as Trink chortled. Trink and Hank spent the rest of the day visiting old friends and making new ones, no one associated the grown man with the young boy of three year's ago dragging a sword behind him. Off and On during the day he noticed the girl woman in the blue dress.Hank sat on a rock staring pensively into the fire, Trink had gone off with one of his.