After a year of pumping and using organic estrogen I was getting close toa pretty b cup. Not too big, but getting to a point where they couldn'tbe hid...den easily. I let my long hair out of the pony tail and headed backto the bar. Making my way back I passed by them again and definitelynoticed them checking me out. Jack and Gayle finished their set and came back over to the bar. Weheaded out to smoke a bowl before the next set and I mentioned the coupleI was checking out. Jack knew them as. She always loved how her daddy made her laugh. It could be ther worst day ever and he would say some off the wall thing and make every thing better. She loved her daddy so much. Looking at him now, she could see how easy it was for her mother to fall in love with him. She shifted her weight, trying to get more comfortable. “Ow shit!” Yelling as she stood up. The shock of falling was going away and she could now feel the pain in her side. It burned. Bad. And it felt like her ass had been. Enjoy! I considered myself straight all my life. I say that because I recently had some experiences that changed my inner definition of myself. I met a girl at a local coffee shop. Actually, I saw her there every morning when I stopped in for my morning cup. I'd always admired her figure and beauty from afar, she was a very pretty redhead with a killer body and great taste in clothes. She was always wearing some kind of form-fitting dress that usually ended mid thigh or higher and more. I stumbled across this young guy who turned out to be Arabic, he passed me as I was doing my run and smiled at me, I thought nothing of it, it was just a courteous gesture on his part. Each night that I would go for my run or walk, I would encounter my Arabian Knight roughly at the same location and it then dawned upon me that he wasn’t out for normal exercise but some other form of activity.One night, whilst out running, I went into my cool down walk and caught a glimpse of this guy in the.