I was born a male, but I always wanted to be a female.Naturally, I repressed those feelings. Back in the 40's and 50's whenI grew up, you didn't talk... about these things; but never a day has goneby when I didn't want to slip into lingerie, a dress or skirt, andsashay off to a beauty parlor to get my nails and hair done. To make along story short, I lived in this shadowy, twilight world until theinter-net came to be. To my amazement, I found out that there werethousands of people just like me. They asked where the bar was and was there witnesses to the fact that we were there. I said of course, we were there for about four hours and were seen by a lot of people. I asked them again what this was about and they again replied you'll find out soon enough.As I left the office the police asked my sons to join them in the office also. They went in and the door was shut. I wanted to know what was going on. Why were we being questioned?I spotted Bob in the courtroom and approached him as to. ” When the Dean's cock went soft, Susan refused to let him pull it from her mouth. Instead, she tightly hugged his hips to her face. She continued licking and sucking his cock until it began to firm up again. When she had him hard, she pulled her mouth off his cock and looked up to the Dean's grinning face. “That was great, but I think you'll like this just as well.” Susan then stood, turned, and bent over his desk. “Fuck me, Dean. Give my horny pussy you wonderful cock.” Dean Malcomb. Until she awoke. Slammed back to reality as soon as her eyes opened. And she knew that knowing that happiness, tasting it only to have it ripped away would be her ruin. So ran from him in her dreams and even in wakefulness, refusing to succumb to sleep. For she knew that he would be waiting: Her fantasy. Her nightmare. A movement from one of the upper windows of the castle caught her eye and Alina peered harder into the darkness. A shadow on the back wall of a large room. It was the shadow of.