But I just can't...” He said, voice tiny, “I can’t just take that first step, I’ve been trying all my life.. But..” he shook his head, tears... falling to his shirt as he tried to control himself, “But every time I think I can, I get too scared, I back off, I just.. Just push it back deep down inside of me.” he said, releasing a shaky sigh, feeling the tears fall down his cheeks as he spoke, “I can’t live my life as a woman…”“Don’t push it down anymore Alex. Don’t you see how much happier you are. Brent is shorter than the rest of us but is about the same weight and is well built and fairly well defined. He has dark hair and blue-green eyes no facial hair with hair around his nipples and a line from the middle of his chest all the way down his stomach to his shorts. We all have clean and trimmed 'areas'. All three of them are really comfortable with me. All of my friends were comfortable with me being gay and they all accepted it but these three were the only one's that were totally. He was a successful business man, as it is described in that part of the world, though the Italian government saw no tax returns or any other records from his business. He would perhaps have described his own work as buying and selling this and that. Mostly he sold what he called entertainment related products; drugs, protection, influence, and so forth. Among other things he occasionally sold unwanted female employees.The head of the department of the company for which he worked, suggested. Then the camera did a slow zoom into our faces."What do you see, Amy?" Charlotte asked. Now she was curious too. She turned away from my neck and looked at the TV. Amy looked at us like we were both blind and crazy. But then her confused look faded and she just stared at us for a moment, sitting there on the couch, almost on top of one another."What?" Charlotte asked after a moment. "What do you see?" Nothing," Amy said. "It's just a really nice movie."But there was a tear in her eye all of a.