So you know right there that the story is headed for a kinky littletwist or two.I'm an out, transgender woman. Most tell me I started at hot, but then...about a year or so ago, after allowing estrogen and spironolactone toreshape my body and my mind (yes, it did) I decided that I needed alittle more up top. And with the help of a talented surgeon, one morninglast year my 38Bs became 38Ds, in just a matter of two hours. It wouldhave been worth it without the painkillers, but with them, the two. I ignored him. "Alright, let's see those hands. Who wants to ride the Heather train?" I watched as every hand rose except for Juan's. I looked at him and soon everyone was staring at him. "What's up, man?" I asked."I still don't like it." Well, if you don't like it, take a walk. No body's stopping you." Come on, dude, raise your hand," Jason said slapping his shoulder."It ain't gunna work. I can see that now," he said pushing Jason's hand away."What are you talking about?" She's one girl. There. 8:53 PM.Holy shit, what did I do today? I walked out of my room and passed through the living room. Katie was on the couch, wearing knee high black socks. She apologetically smiled at me, which I pretended I hadn't seen, and kept walking. I walked into the kitchen to see my dad, Ben, and Jax already at the table, eating their dinner. Fish and potatoes. Jill was an amazing cook, too, so we always had something new and delicious to eat.I grabbed a plate and took some food. I sat down at that. Your fingers gently trace around my lips, sliding to the side of my face... my neck. Your kisses are perhaps my favorite. Lips so soft and appetizing. So delicately you press your lips to mine. The blood seems to rush through my body, settling in places that ache to be touched, kissed, licked.It is I who wish to feel you body quiver with pleasure. I slowly begin to press my body against yours, slowly kissing your neck. Even though you're still fully clothed, I can still feel the hardness within.