Sometimes I'd go and watch him play football or whatever sport it was after school then walk home with him the long way, through the park and back aro...und past our school. It took an extra 40 minutes but that just gave us time to talk before we had to get home. I enjoyed our little chats after school, James would do most of the talking - I would just listen. I found out that he was straight but just curious about other guys and their bodies, he said that he wanted to have sex with girls but he. This took all of 2 seconds since it was none existent as my girlfriend would not let me screw her and she replied by saying that her husband was not very good at sex any way and that they hardly ever had sex anymore. I told her that I found that hard to believe. She just smiled while first we were talking I could not help but keep looking at Pooja’s breasts under her dress and her nipples had gone hard whilst we were talking and were showing through. She noticed me looking but did not mind me. It had all gone quiet after this, although there was a record number of suicides reported from those who had hoped to benefit from the drug. That was until recently.An unknown group had been claiming to have re-discovered 'B/GRL-E', or a derivative of it, and had been offering it on the black market to those willing to pay ?15,000 to become a real female, rather than a surgical reconstruction. They knew that there would be plenty of takers, the earlier enthusiasm during the initial trials, had. Not a thing.” “You don’t care about what just happened?” she continued. He smiled at her. “What just happened?” “Rich,” she spat. “He came in here and just fucked me and you don’t care.” “We talked, Emily,” Evan said. “You and I agreed. Why should I be upset?” “You stood there,” she said, her scream turning into almost a sob. “I saw you standing there on the landing. You just stood there and watched.” “Emily,” he said as gently as he could, “I’m not sure why you’re reacting like this.”.