When he reached for the envelope, he was taken by how the Christmas tree lights reflected off his nail polish. Inside, he found a letter."Dear Jeff, o...r should I say Jennifer now. I know you are confused by all these sudden changes, but fear not. Only you and I know what happened. To the rest of the world, including your parents and brother, you have always been Jennifer. Only you will remember your existence as a boy, but will also have memories of growing up as a girl. I think you will find. " He gives me the creeps." and she shuddered as if to prove a point."Yeah, I didn't like him the first time I met him." Why didn't you say so?"I laughed at the silliness of her question."Would you have listened, Mickey?" No probably not," and then she wrinkled her nose up at me, "Smart arse."We walked out together into the garden, even though it was only spring, it was a lovely warm morning, and after being cooped up in a hospital for three weeks, she wanted the fresh air!"Dave, how come you've. "Mmmmmmm, you see my sissy boy, this is why I like boys, and of course Iuse the word boy lightly, like you. You make me hot! I just want to cum!"She continued paddling me with the slipper as har hand between us startedmoving quicker. I could feel that she was approaching orgasm because herlegs started moving and the arm between us was quite rough as it moved.But she was in her own world of enjoyment and as she came she justpounded at my ass with the slipper. I bit down on one of her boots,. ‘French toast? I haven’t had that in years. It was always my favorite when I was little.’ ‘I know, your mother told me. She also gave me her special recipe.’ Now you remember why the smell was so familiar, yet it had been so many years. ‘I thought she wouldn’t give that up until her deathbed. How did you get it from her?’ His reply was simply a smile. You always knew that your mom really liked him, especially after the first time they met. They spent the entire time laughing and flirting,.