Lara shuddered silently. "Diego?"Ben stared off into the distance, eyes full of fond memory. "San Diego." He told her. "Its on the southern end of the... L.A. sprawl."Ah. I knew that you weren't born in this desert. "Your home town?" she asked."No." Ben shook his head. "It was just where I was before I came here." He reached for the last potato skin but stopped and looked at Lara. She shook her head and Ben devoured it.The man has no manners. "I see." She glanced at Ben but mainly kept her eyes on. I asked about seeing what wasdone and was told I had to wait a day or so for the bandages to beremoved.She gave me a bottle of juice, this time with just a plain nipple. Itold her I was sore in my chest and crotch, and that it was all achy.She gave me a pill and said it would help me feel better. I noticed theweight on my chest and wanted to feel my breasts but fell back to sleep.In fact, I slept pretty much straight through until Monday morning.I awoke to Sandra changing my dressings at my. I thought, "damn the best of both worlds." We went back to the train station continuing to talk. When she got on the same train that I did, I immediately made my move. For years I have always wanted to have a shemale. I asked her what stop she was getting off at and she said "yours." I thought, holy shit she wants me. We got off the train together and I asked her if she would like to come back to my place which she answered yes. We got to my place and immediately went to my bedroom. She kissed. He spoke little, and wasn't particularly notable when he did deign to speak, but his memory was downright uncanny, making him valuable at filling in blanks you may have carelessly left in your notes. Slim, pale, lightly muscled but stronger than he looks, he cuts a decent figure himself, with a handsome face hidden somewhere behind that unsure expression. With some confidence he could be a real lady-killer.Then there's you, Alex Summers. You're a good person whose genuine first interest is.