I hope you don't think I've been taking advantage of you."Henry shook his head. "No but I did wonder if I was missing out somewhere."She smiled gently... at him. "No, Henry, not at all. I've grown very, very fond of you and have been trying to psych myself up to show you but I can't."She bit her lip and looked down twisting her hands nervously in her lap."Something awful happened to you," he said gently.She nodded."You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." I do. You deserve it but not. "I guess we really don't have the luxury of timeto sort these things out right now anyhow." Maybe not," said Rhonda. "But even if we did ... well ... I don'tthink you need to apologize for anything. I understand you better thanbefore. And I understand myself better, too. Lazlo, if we get out ofthis -- and there's still a world to live in afterwards -- I thinkmaybe we should take things ... to the next level." I'd like that," said Lazlo, with a blush. "But again. We don't reallyhave the time.". We frequented the same chat rooms, both standing on the threshold of gender transition. After a few months of correspondence, we met for lunch. It's funny how well you can get to know someone through her written word. By the time I met her face-to-face, I knew she was not the man her body reflected.We were both married, and both struggling with the pain we would cause in coming out to our spouses. My disclosure was less shocking, as I'd told my spouse on our second date that I had 'gender. As I was sucking his cock, his hand and that wonderful finger was pressing against my tight hole pushing and suddenly it slipped in. I jumped in surprise. He held me tight and pushed his finger deeper. He then pulled it back but not all the way out then pushed it back in. As he was pushing it in then out he whispered, “How does my girl feel?” With my mouth filled with his hard cock all I could do was moan and nod my head. All this, I learned later as preparation for what was to come all took.