His smile grew as he approached me. All of my thoughts were gone in the instant I saw His eyes… bright with longing, desire and need. I couldn’t t...hink, so I reacted… automatically kneeling to accept the Collar. I felt the leather firmly around my neck, and I knew it was clasped closed at once. There was nothing else that existed; it was just me and my Master… the leash and my Collar. I stayed on my knees, in the same position – head bent, until I felt His hand at my chin, gently lifting my face. You once asked why couldn't you ever find a girl who shared the same kind of interests with you like I did. Well now I have become that woman." I tried to take his hand but he rebuffed me. "Hey, stay away from me. You may have had it removed, but to me it will always be there. You are not a woman, you are my former best friend who has butchered himself because of some insane notion that he should have been born a girl. " "It is not an insane notion. There are thousands of people like me in. ” From Rach, was followed by a soft poke at the head of my cock. My cock jumped at the contact; apparently not being a team player in my feigned sleep. Hushed exited giggles from both girls cut my silent reproach to my cock, short.After the giggles died down, I heard Lidia, nervousness and excitement evident, even through her whisper, answer “O.K.” in response to Rach’s silent urging. I felt another touch to my cock. Unlike Rach’s poke, this touch was soft, and stayed. I felt a finger, or. Will you be all right?" You said it, 'what's done is done.' We'll have to live with it, I guess. It's less of a problem for me than for the ladies, though. I worry about Denise, especially. She was already a target for gossip."That evening at Stan's house, Denise was in the kitchen directing Anne and Stan as they prepared ingredients for her to cook dinner. Stan took the opportunity to tell them both what he'd heard at work."It seems we've all been noticed as an item," he said. "Elaine told me.