And that is where my story begins. “Hello,” A voice called, pulling me from whatever kind of sleep I was actually in. Sleeping outside on the cold... ground was hard to get used to, but you do get used to it. “Are you okay?” “Yes,” I said quickly and frightened, you never knew who you were going to come into contact with in these parts. “I am fine.” “Why are you out here?” he asked, bringing himself to his feet and looking down at me. He seemed as if he had never seen a homeless person sleeping in. “Aye, sure.” Angus grunted, going back to digging around is his fried rice.“Sure.” Sam agreed, biting into a spring roll. “Sorry Brandon. Like Tegan said, we’re just happy for ya.”“Thanks.” Brandon sighed after a brief silence. “For the record, we had the boyfriend-girlfriend talk. So that’s official now.”“Congrats!” Tegan saluted with a half glass of cola and Sam clinked his glass with hers.“Cheers to that!” ----- After dinner once the leftovers were bundled into the fridge and the dishes were. I lean farther over and whisper again "I'm going to kiss you beautifull; just relax and give yourself over to the pleasure of my touch." My lips press to yours without a reply, as I deepen the kiss my lips part and my tongue invades your mouth, searching and finding yours willing to dance the twisted dance of intertwined tendrils. I quiver at the joining of our lips; my hand flourishes your tit more aggressively. My other hand lies upon your shoulder softly and then traces to you hairline. Showing off my long legs willget me a lot of attention.Tossing my hair back, I asked the bartender for a list of the drinkspecials. She slid a laminated piece of paper towards me, then turnedher attention to the other patrons. The bartender was very attractive,and she was the kind of girl I wanted to look like before Itransitioned. It was obvious that she loved her body and she didn'tmind showing it off, even if the job required it. I don't even know whyI asked for a list of drink specials;.