Now, a couple of years later, he was just someone I knew."Hey Davey boy, there's a girl pulling a train in the back bedroom." Steve was flushed; I won...dered what he was on. "I've just come from there, Christ, she is so hot." He dragged me up the stairs, I allowed myself to be pulled into the bedroom in spite of my misgivings. I stared in shock as two men were being 'serviced' by her simultaneously. She was flushed and every couple of minutes or so she shuddered and cried out. I realised that she. "My colleague's girlfriend's father drove me home," Jennie replied - in complete accordance with the truth."That was nice of him dear," her mother said."Yes, he and his wife are lovely people. They made me ever so welcome," Jennie replied, once more telling the exact, if somewhat incomplete, truth."Did you get paid for this week?" Mr. Banks asked abruptly."I haven't checked," Jennie said - technically true, but perhaps disingenuous. She had set up the automatic payments for Jeff and herself. I was born a boy in 1985, and my parents named me Ben, short for Benjamin. As I grew older I felt odd in a boy's body because I would watch my mum brush her hair, put on lipstick, make herself look beautiful to go out and I wanted to look like her. My dad had tried to encourage me to join my school's football team but I wasn't interested. In my late teens, instead of being interested in girls like other boys in my age group, I wanted to wear dresses. The sight of girl's breasts didn't turn me. Tamara cupped her huge breast in her hand, offering itto the baby girl she whispered ” come to mommy babygirl, come suckle from your mommies nipple” Taylorlooked to Tamara’s eyes, then back to the offeredbreast, she visibly shuddered and with a wonderfullittle girl sound of surrender whined “oh mommy” andfell to the object of her want suckling the extendednipple deep between her pink glossed lips and cooed asshe began to suckle. Her new mommy ran her strong hand.