After two months I was used to being a girl and I began to enjoy my new gender. I enjoyed it more as time went on. In the beginning, I had mixed feeli...ngs about the whole affair, and I was often embarrassed around Mistress Shelly’s friends. It turned out that Shelly’s friends were supportive and my feelings turned to interest, enthusiasm, even confidence. I liked pleasing Shelly, but being a good girl for her became my top priority. She was glad when I finally decided that I really was a girl. . hungerly you kiss me... your mouth catching my full bottom lip... sucking gently on it... my hand moves to caress your cheek... you feel not my skin... but a silky softness... i can feel you smile against my mouth as you realize what i have on my hands... with a low moan... you roll me beneath you... your body covering mine... one leg pressing mine apart... laying my head back... my supple neck exposed to you... your lips leave a burning trail across my skin as you kiss your way up... my. I entered the dimly lit bistro and began to search for my friend Irma. I was looking for an elderly brunette in a black skirt and red blouse. I scanned the room and found no one matching that description. There were only two women in the lounge, a very young business traveler (judging from her navy blue business suit) who was surrounded by three men at a nearby table, and an attractive brunette at the far end of the bar. The brunette was being entertained by an obviously drunk man in a gray. I guided his hand to hold my butt. He squeezed and I wordlessly begged for more."No you didn't," Mrs Flynn interrupted, "You reached for one when that cutie was getting you a shirt." Alright," He conceded, "I guess I forgot about them after you messed up my new haircut in your truck." Can you blame me?" She laughed, "You just looked so handsome." So, yep!" I forced myself back onto center stage, "Gwendolyn got you the cutest piece of ass you've ever had! And look what I got you!" Hi," Melody.