Drieuur en ik had alles voor elkaar. En dan begon de grote dag. Ik was albuiten geweest als travestiet maar dat is toch helemaal anders. Alstravestiet... ben je een man in vrouwenkleren en is het de bedoeling om zovrouwelijk mogelijk te zijn. Een beetje overacting kan zelfs geen kwaad.Bovendien is het ook geen probleem als je gespot wordt als travestiet,je bent tenslotte een man in vrouwenkleren. Vandaag was het anders.Vandaag mocht en kon ik mezelf zijn. Mezelf als vrouw. Ik wilde nietmeer. 'I hadn't thought of that!'Good idea, ' I said.She rolled me off her and wriggled down the bed to clean my cock her favourite way. My favourite way, too. She wouldn't let me lick her clean though, and she held her pussy lips closed to stop my stuff leaking out. I find it incredibly sexy watching a female work at getting pregnant, especially when it's my spooge she's working with.After she'd cleaned my cock, I left her on her bed, bum raised on a pillow, fingers pushing stray beads of spooge. Oh, and thanks so much for your help.He clicked SEND, then spent another hour exploring a few web pages. On his way out, he stopped at the desk and spoke to the young woman who'd helped him. "Thanks for your help. I'll probably come in about every day or so to check my e-mail, if that's alright."

She had a pretty smile. "Of course it is. Jus let me know if you need any more help. Maybe you'd like to check out some books while you're here, now that you have a card." Uh, yeah, sure. Thanks." He. “The films are on top of my wardrobe, and the projector is in the cupboard under the window by my bed though I`ve not used it in an age, I found they just added to my frustrations!” His face shone then he said,” don’t you miss that life then, it must suddenly have stopped when he left, well…it must have been hard.” “It would have led to me being a brass, a prostitute, if I hadn’t had the shop to rent, I was his working girl, I can see it now, but back then….” She smiled a distant smile then.