“Aren't you going to yell at him? Did you see that Mom? Really?” I protested. The best I got was a smile and, “He's a boy.” There is no justic...e. College opened a world to me that was mind-blowing, numbing, exciting, erotic, and insane. Suddenly I was able to do anything I wanted. So naturally I did nothing. I was a wimp. I was a coward. The life sucked from me just as my mother had intentioned. My roommate, however, was anything but shy and far from a virgin. She often walked down the hallway. I don't understand all this, but it reallydoesn't matter to us here. When you start in next week, you may as welllook like who you seem to be, a woman; earrings, makeup, skirt, whiteheels, whatever you like but only clear polish on the nails. A Frenchmanicure would be acceptable also". I was floored, stunned may be abetter term and I couldn't speak for what seemed like at least a halfminute as the tears welled up in my eyes. He said, "please don't crydear. Sex changes are not as odd or rare. " I can hardly move." Me either. You're a big strong lad though. You can make it."I actually did make it. I even got up, invigorated by my love for her, and lifted her into my arms. I walked down the hall on shaky legs and carried her into the bathroom.I noticed Mr. Lawsen with his face between his wife's naked thighs as we passed their bedroom though. Stephanie's face was frozen in a grimace of over-ripe ecstasy, but she managed to open her eyes in time to see us walking by. She wiggled her. She used both hands to hang onto the chopper as she transferred her weight to her feet.She was wearing a skirt and - as revealed to people all over the world by the considerable reflected downdraft from the helicopter - pretty, blue panties partly over a very cute ass.The camera-toting guy joined her without showing the world his underwear or ass, and they cautiously edged away from their ride, the reporter going first again. When they were on the walkway, I motioned to the pilot to take off..