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College Girl Pt 4 By Holly Day (Pease read College Girl Parts 1-3 before reading this installment.) The Christmas party was as usual held at Antonio's home. The limousine pulled up to the house. I got out dressed in an evening gown with a faux fur wrap. I heard nothing at first, then a few whistles and then applause. I was just fitting into my new 34C bras, and with the push-up bra I was wearing now it looked like I had D cups. Having had my testicles removed had caused a growth spurt in my development. My bottom had also become rounder and my arms had to bend out at the elbows to avoid hitting my hips. My arms and shoulders were even more slender and I had trouble opening some heavy doors now, especially when the wind kicked up. I had been letting my hair grow out since last summer and it was now gently brushing my shoulders. Antonio's business friends were all there. Some had seen me this year but most had not. In the crowd, I saw the first man whose cock I ever sucked cock, and over on the other side I saw the first man who ever fucked me. Now with the experience I had obtained in the last two years I wondered if I would be satisfied by them. I knew I could satisfy them, but would their abilities fall short and bore me. I would hate to have this part of my job become more like work than fun. I had never allowed any pictures to be taken of me because I didn't want them following me for the rest of my life. But I would be interested to see how I'd changed and what these men saw in me. I'm really hoping to have a good time. This is my seventh party and they are beginning to be bore me. Now I am starting to understand what Destiny had been talking about. I had invested wisely in my surgeries that had kept the men interested in me, but I failed to realize that I would lose interest in them. They all practiced just a few positions and a after a while a blow job is not unique anymore. I did have my new lap dance routine to spice this show up today, but I needed more out of them or this would become more of a job than I ever imagined. The costume waiting for me in my assigned bedroom was a red dress with white trim that made me look like one of Santa vixens. I made sure that it would work with my strip tease. Perfect I thought let the party begin. My first two gentlemen had been with me before. Sam was at the first party back when I was just a new girl with less than a B cup and very little ass. He was going to be my first playmate today. When we got up from the table, I took his hand and led him to my assigned bedroom. He kept on commenting on how much he was looking forward to being with me. "Jamie, you're beautiful. I would never have guessed that that pretty little trannie I met a year and a half ago was going to develop into a gorgeous pre-op." "Thank you Sam. It has been quite a trip getting here. I have something special planned for today that I hope you like." "I'm sure I will," he answered. "Now please take off your shoes and sit in that chair." I motioned over to a sturdy upright chair. After he was seated, I dimmed the room light and turned on a lamp that sent streams of moving rays of light around the room. I turned on the CD player and moved in front of the seated gentleman. When the music started, I reached for the buttons of my costume. Candi choreographed the whole routine and I had practiced it over and over again. I could recite it in my sleep. Slowly I unzip my costume as I sway to the music all the while looking directly into my gentleman's eyes. When zipper is completely open, I let my costume drop to the floor leaving me in my bra, panties, garter belt, hose and high-heels. Stepping forward, I unhook the straps of my bra and turn around with my back to my gentleman. I reach behind my back and unhook the bra with one hand while holding the bra up with the other hand while looking back at him over my shoulder and throw him a kiss. With the hand that had unhooked the bra I grab a free end of the bra and with my back still to my gentleman, I throw my bra off to the side. Spinning around I am now bare breasted. I grab hold of the arms of the chair and bring my face down to his crotch. I bring my head up to his chest, and flip my hair across his face. Bringing my face up to his face with my mouth slightly open, I draw close to his mouth and then pull away. I rise up so that my cleavage comes up to his face. Using both hands I push my breasts together and smother his face before pulling back. I go down on my knees and slowly move on all fours up to his crotch. Taking the arms of the chair in my hands I bury my face in his crotch and then up his body to his mouth. I continue moving up in one continuous motion until my breasts are once again were near his face. This time I bring my left nipple to his mouth just grazing his lips. Pulling back I give him a wanton look and then move my right nipple to his mouth and circle his lips letting him get at taste. Pulling back again, I go back down on my knees and come up again between his legs. This time I reach up over my head to his belt and unbuckle it. Flipping my hair and moving my tongue over his zipper I touch it with my tongue ring while my eyes look up into his. I then pull the zipper down and unbutton his pants. Reaching up I grab his trousers and pull them down his legs and completely off. Then I go down on all fours again. I glide my tongue ring up his stiff cock. Taking hold of his cock with my hands, I take the tip of the cock into my mouth and back off. Circling it again with my tongue, I take it down my throat caressing it all the way down with my tongue ring. I start mouth fucking him and sucking him then mouth fucking him and then sucking him again and again to the rhythm of the music until he cums. I take every drop and come up smiling with just a trickle of semen running down my chin. All four of my gentlemen were extremely pleased with me and their tips more than showed their appreciation. On the limo trip back that night Candi wanted to know how it went. I thanked her profusely. "They all loved it. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." I gushed and hugged her. On Monday, I called Candi's doctor's office and made my first appointment. I took a deep breath and waited for someone to answer. A receptionist answered. "Dr Winston's office, how may I help you?" "Hi I would like to schedule an appointment with the doctor." "Are you currently a patient?" "No, this would be my first visit." "What is your reason for making this appointment?" I took another deep breath, "I would like to undergo SRS. I mean sexual reassignment surgery." A pause occurred, "You do mean male to female, because the doctor doesn't do female to male." With a feeling of relief I answered, "Yes. Male to female" With a slight laugh to her voice, "Good, I wasn't quite sure by your voice. You sound very natural." "Thank you. Is the doctor taking new patients?" "Yes. Oh, I see he has a cancellation. Can come in tomorrow at 4:30 pm?" I was ecstatic, "Yes, Yes, I can." What name should I put down?" "Jamie, Jamie Jones" "Well, I have you down for tomorrow, Tuesday, at 4:30pm, Miss Jones. Is there anything else I can do for you?" "No, but thank you very much." "You're welcome. Bye now." I hung up and went into the living room to tell Candi. The next I was in the doctor's waiting room. I was wearing my normal school clothing. Actually I was wearing my best school clothing. A nice wool sweater, over a pink blouse with a Peter Pan collar, a woolen skirt, and with a pair of sensible shoes with just a two inch high, wide heel. The receptionist called my name and I stood up a bit nervous. The doctor welcomed me into his office. "Candi has talked about you. I must say she was right. You are a beautiful person." Obviously he was avoiding the word woman. "Would you please tell me about yourself?" "Well I'm twenty years old. I've been on hormones for over two years. I think I have adjusted well to being a woman." "When did you have your first desire to be a woman?" "I think it was when I was twelve and I would look at pictures of girls in magazines and advertisements. I would image wearing their clothing." Are you attracted to men? "Oh god yes, I love being with a man." "When was the first time you were ever with a man?" "That would be a little over a year and a half ago." "Was it forced on you?" "Yes and no. Yes I was told to go there but no, I could have quit." "Why didn't you quit?" "Money" "So you had sex for money?" "Yes." "Do you still have sex for money?" "Yes but now it's different. I like it. It feels right and I make so many men happy." "Do you really think these men are happy?" "Yes I think so but maybe. I never thought about them being happy really. I just assume when they are sexually satisfied that they are happy." "And you sexually satisfy them?" "Oh god, yes, and they satisfy me." "How do they satisfy you?" "Well they treat me like something special. They take me to nice places and I have fun. They fulfill me sexually with their sexuality." "Have you ever had sex with a woman?" "No I never have. I wanted to, but I never found a girl friend who wanted me." "And now you find men want you?" "Are you kidding? Look at me. I have to beat them off." "If you had found a girlfriend would you have changed gender?" "I don't know. I doubt it, but if I hadn't changed gender, I would have missed out on some of the best times of my life." The doctor went on awhile asking questions and I answered as well as I could. Then suddenly he stopped asking questions and wrote down some notes. Turning his attention back to me he spoke in a very serious tone of voice, "Well from your answers, I can see that you are a thoughtful and well educated woman. I will accept you as a patient. I would like to now show you a book of my work and I'll discuss what you can expect." I was all smiles. He had accepted me. I pulled closer to look at the binder book he had pulled out. "Here is the before picture of this patient's genitals and here is the after picture. You see how the nerve tissue is saved and fashioned into a clitoris. The vagina is lined with the skin of the penis. If necessary, more tissue can be borrowed either from the inside of the thigh or from the colon. From what you have told me we will have to do that with you. Candi is more fortunate in that she was much more developed than you. On the other hand your lack of development helped you with your more feminine physique. By starting hormones so young you managed to stop much of the secondary male traits and allowed the secondary female traits to dominate your development." "Really that was a good thing?" I asked. "Yes, it's a catch a twenty-two situation. The younger you are the less you are allowed to do, but the older you are transitioning the less effective it is. You were fortunately a late bloomer as a boy, and you started on hormone replacement therapy just in time. The worst of your masculine development was stunted, making it possible for a more successful feminine development." I blushed at that statement looking down at my cleavage. "In this picture you see how the tissue of the scrotum is used to fashion the labia majora and the labia minora. Penetration of four two six inches should be obtainable. In some cases more." After a bit more discussion he asked, "Now Jamie is what I have to offer satisfactory for you?" "Oh yes doctor, it is what I want." "Good then. In order to proceed, I need you to see a therapist for the next year and have that therapist give me a report that supports the diagnosis of gender dysphoria. Here is a list of therapist I that I trust. You are free to use any of them or you may wish to find someone else." "Thanks doctor. I'll do that this week." I took the list and went home. Candi's therapist was on the list, so I went ahead and arraigned an appointment with her for the Friday afternoon. It was two days before Christmas when I entered to her office. She was very nice and I felt really comfortable discussing with her my history, hopes and feelings. Her main concern was my escorting. I had to explain why I did it and what feeling I got out of it. Finally she told me that she would take me on as a patient and that I would meet with her for a 50 minute session each week. That evening I told Candi about the results of my discussions with the doctors. "I'm so proud of you little sister. Merry Christmas," she said and hugged me. "Merry Christmas to you too," I said with tears of joy in my eyes. Candi and I went to a Christmas Eve service together and Christmas day we went out to see a new Brad Pitt movie. After Christmas, I started thinking about the discussion I had had with Candi concerning the boredom I was feeling with some of the customers. I brought up the subject again with Candi. She agreed with me that some of the men had no imagination. I started to talk about the different positions I had tried and the limited number of positions most men used. Candi agreed and then came up with a good idea. "We needed to take the initiative and teach them what we want." "But how do we learn?" "You're the college girl," she said smiling at me. "We learn from books and videos. The stores are full of them. All we have to do is get them and study." "That a wonderful idea. I'll check out the university library first." I went to my computer and pulled up the library catalog over the internet. They had a large assortment of books on sex but almost all of them were leant out. That was dumb I thought. Of course college students would have borrowed them. I doubt that there is a good manual on the shelf. I then went to a bookstore website that also had a bricks and mortar store in the area. They had everything we wanted, books and videos on every way imaginable of having sex. I started with the Kama Sutra. "Let's go over to the bookstore and see if we could pick up these two tonight?" I suggested. We got in my car and drove over almost going through a stop light. Rushing into the store we took a couple minutes finding the shelves on human sexuality. Candi found it first and called me over. We started going through one of the books. "Ok we've done that many times," I said and turned the page. "We can't do that until we've had our operations," said Candi to the next. "Now this looks interesting," I said looking at the next page and then proceeded to turn the book around and upside down." "I'd like to try that," said Candi with a giggle. We went on for fifteen minutes before we picked out a book and a video. We were as giddy as school girls taking them up to the counter. The young man at the counter looked at our purchase and smiled. "Is this a gift?" "No this is for us," I said. "And our male friends," added Candi with a straight face which broke into a smile. "Sorry I asked but the store does gift wrap and I have to ask everyone," he stammered. "Don't worry about it," said Candi. "We're just trying to bone up on our studies," she added trying to keep a straight face with her attempt at humor. The young man could not help himself and ended up having to stifle his laugh. Putting our purchases in a store bag he wished us a good evening. "Oh I'm sure we will." I said giggling. The two of us left laughing joyfully all the way back to the car. Back home we stripped and moved the furniture away from the television. We threw the DVD into player and started going through the positions taking turns as to who was the male and female. Once we were in the positions we would take out the manual and read what each of us was supposed to do. It was fun. We ended up both fully aroused and kissing passionately. I never thought of my self as a lesbian and obviously neither did Candi but we were acting like it. After a while I started questioning whether or not I had made a mistake. Then I started fantasizing the men. I thought about the fulfillment I felt when a cock was the object of my desire. True we both had cocks but it wasn't the same. When I played out the female role and performed fellatio on Candi, the lack of the fullness and stiffness was a turn off as well as not being able to hold a man's balls in my hand. The exact same thing that Ashley had said when she had my flaccid little penis in her one had and my shrunken testicles in her other hand. But, mostly I missed the smell. That musky smell that only men had and that we no longer produced. As women Candi and I could only use kissing and fondling to excite ourselves. It just wasn't enough. I really needed a real man. And thus I realized that I had become a real woman. Our study sessions with the video and manuals became a regular affair with us so to speak. Better yet it was helping with my escorting job. Candi and I would learn a new position and I would try to convince my customer to try it out. I was getting better and better adding new things to my repertoire very couple weeks. By the end of February I was really getting creative. I would perfect the old and then add something new. The word was traveling amongst the customer's of how I had improved meaning that they were learning from me. Antonio had me booked months in advance and he was begging me to work more than one night a week as an escort. I promised that between quarters I would make escorting my primary job. So, over spring break I worked every night as an escort. I even had a couple matinees. By the end of the week I was completely exhausted and sore. I was so glad to start school that quarter that you would have thought that it was my first quarter at college. Amber, Brian, Ashley and David had gone to Daytona Beach for spring break and came back with sun tans and were closer than ever. They had shared one motel room but took turns using it during the day. Both couples were heads over heels in love or at least lust. The girls each told me how virile her man was. Ashley went on about how well endowed David was, completely forgetting of how she had described me. Amber on the other hand went on about Brian's stamina. The guys never realized what I knew about them and their sexual appetites. I thought about giving them advice but then thought better of it. Instead, if they are still together next Christmas, I'll give them the manuals and videos I no longer needed. It was still the end of March and even though it was spring it still felt like winter. I would lose my heat so easily and end up running from building to building. Still spring quarter was my favorite time at school. The weather kept getting nicer and the clothing got less cumbersome. By the end of the quarter when warm weather came the coed's would sunbathe on the large green spaces on university lawns. This year I was looking forward to being one of those coeds. I had several very nice bikinis now that I had used at the parties. True they were very revealing but I really didn't care. The newer students only knew me as female. Only the students in my own classes had heard of my real nature and even they either forgot or didn't recognize me anymore. It had become much easier blending in as a coed this year and I was feeling very relaxed. I hadn't socialized outside of my little group on campus in the last year largely because of my gender status. Now that that was less of a problem, I decided to venture out a bit more in campus life. I looked over the activities board and found something that looked interesting. There was an organized bird watchers group on campus. They evidently would go for nature walks and this being the spring of the year it was their best season. The leaves on the trees would not come out till May and migrating birds came right through our section of the country. So birding, it was. I bought a pair of binoculars off of EBay and found a good bird book in the second hand bookstore. On the first Saturday morning in April I showed up for the walk at a local arboretum. Everyone I met was new to me. We were all bundled up so the sexuality I displayed at work was not on display here. Since I was not looking for a boyfriend I played it down completely. I wore no makeup and played the part of a female nerd. It was a lot of fun. We would hear a bird and look for it until someone spotted it. Then we would all try to identify it. Still being knew to this, I was always last figuring it out. One of the other girls, Helen, helped me navigate through the bird book. It was fascinating learning about all these birds that were all around me but I had never noticed before. Helen became my regular partner in these walks. She was a large girl and didn't have any boyfriends to speak of. I on the other hand didn't want one, at least not yet, so the topic of boyfriends never seemed to materialize. It was not till near the end of the quarter when our clothing became light that my figure started to be obvious. Even leaving off the makeup and dressing down didn't help tone down my true appearance enough. We started getting guys walking with us and I knew why. Helen on the other hand was enjoying the attention and either didn't know or didn't want to know that it was my presence that was causing the attention. Two of the guys, Brad and Tom, were hovering around us and suggested we go to a restaurant for lunch after one of our Saturday morning walks. I begged out knowing that I had a study group and had to have time for a nap before my escort job that evening. Helen ended up really mad at me because as soon as I left the two guys disappeared. The next Saturday morning she was really cold to me. I asked why and she told me. "I had a chance to have a date and I needed you to help me. What kind of a friend are you." "I'm sorry Helen. I didn't realize they would both leave." "Well you should have. There were two of them and only one of me. It made it uncomfortable." "I'm sorry but I really had to go. My life is very complicated and you wouldn't understand." "I understand that you won't stand by your friend." It was then that I realized that Helen thought of me as a friend. We really didn't know anything about each other and I really didn't want to share. I thought hard and came to a quick solution that I was sure I was going to hate. "If I do my best to find a couple guys for us, will you be my friend again?" "Well I'll think about," she said. "Ok then let me think." I looked at the twenty or so people in the group. Each was paired up with another person. This group was such a group of nerds that I figured I find someone for Helen. I started where we left off, with Tom and Brad. I walked over to them. In a sweet voice I started talking to them. "Hi guys, I made sure to have time this week for lunch. Is the offer still available?" It was that easy we had lunch dates. Of the two Tom was the better looking and better talker. I figured I would occupy Tom and give Helen a chance with Brad. It worked perfectly. While I small talked Tom over lunch Helen finally had the chance to talk one on one with a boy. It seems that the two had more in common than bird watching. They both loved old movies and got into a conversation about someone called Bogart I think. I let Tom take me back to my car and Helen and Brad made arraignments for a movie festival that was going on that night at the art theater. Sunday Helen called me and talked my ear off. I figured that it was now time to leave bird watching but how was I going to get out of it cleanly. I really didn't want to get to know Tom and I didn't want to hurt Helen's chances with Brad. The next week I made sure I partnered with Tom allowing Helen to partner with Brad. She seemed to know what I was doing and gave me a smile. After that I left it to her. It was time to leave. Tom never did get my phone number and I disappeared from his view. What made it easier was that the next week was the last week of classes before exams, and I really needed to spend all of my time studying. As usual that last week of classes the weather was overly warm. So on the last Friday afternoon before exams I put on a bikini and joined the other coeds sunbathing in the first warm rays of the year. I noted that the boys found reasons to walk by the same spot a dozen times that day. Some of them even had the courage to start conversations with the girls. I did my best just to blend in and enjoy the sun. Exam week was crucial this year. The courses were more important and many of the students were working harder trying to get into good graduate schools. The competition for grades was getting very hot. I took time off from work and made sure I was more prepared than ever. It paid off too. When my grades came in I was in the top five percent of the class. I had succeeded making the Dean's list three straight times and the pressure was off for the summer. That is pressure at school was off for the summer. At work the pressure was back in spades. Antonio had me so booked up that it was almost as bad as spring break. I was scheduled to escort five days a week. I decided to take off Sundays and Wednesdays off just so that I could heal. Amber and Brian got intern jobs at a department store and Ashley and David had found employment at a new chain of restaurants in the same nearby city. They kept their apartments near the university and carpooled everyday. It was nice being able to spend time with them on Sundays. We would pack a picnic lunch and go for walks in the state park where I got to show off my birding skills. Or, we would use the pool at their apartment complex. I made sure to tone it down from my club wear. I wore a one piece bathing suit with a floral pink design that completely covered me. I didn't want the guys' attention to wander from their girlfriends. The Fourth of July business party was held a couple days early so as to fall on a Saturday. Again as usual I was in a bikini for most of the day. I decided to wear the same bikini I wore at that first party. The bottom being a thong still fit even with my well rounded ass because my waist was actually smaller and my male parts were smaller or non existent now. The top on the other had barely covered anything. The A nearly B cups I had back then were now full C cups and the triangles of fabric barely covered my now silver dollar size areoles and my nipples were clearly visible through the fabric. I also wore the same wrap I had worn the first time and allowed Antonio to unveil me again. The only difference was that Antonio had left me for last this time making the men have to wait for my introduction. Antonio made sure that I had that most generous of his clientele and I really cleaned up that day. The following week I escorted my usual days but on Saturday, Antonio told me that I would be escorting him Saturday evening. Antonio had only had me once before just after my facial feminization surgery. I asked what I should wear and he told me something nice like for a cocktail party but not as formal as for a reception. I really wanted to make myself special for him so I went to the beauty parlor that morning and had my hair done, as well as a manicure and a pedicure. I picked out was a white sleeveless dress with a sequin top and chiffon skirt. I wore the rhinestone jewelry I had been accumulating, the earrings, the necklace, bracelet and the ring. On my ankle I wore a rhinestone ankle bracelet. Putting on my favorite perfume I looked in the mirror. My makeup was not overly heavy because the evenings were very light this time of year. I wanted a summer feel and was very happy with the outcome. I waited for Antonio to arrive and was overwhelmed when the limousine pulled up. Antonio came to the door and I answered with the bell. He was so handsome in a summer weight suit and Italian shoes. Without saying a word he offered his arm and escorted me to the car with the chauffer opening the door. I stepped in and slid over. Antonio then got in and told the chauffer to drive. I didn't question where we were headed but was a bit let down when we pulled up to his estate. I had been hoping to go somewhere nice but being an escort meant making the man happy and all he wanted was to have me go home with him. The chauffer opened the door and we both got out. The security lights had come on but it was still light out. He opened the door and led me in. I was expecting him to turn on some lights when all of a sudden with a roar, all the lights went on and a crowd of men yelled, "Happy Birthday." Then they broke into a chorus of Happy Birthday. A banner was over the great room entrance that read, ?Happy 21st Birthday Jamie." I had completely forgotten it was my birthday. Covering my mouth, I started crying with happiness. No one had ever given me a birthday party before, not even my own parents. Antonio gave me his handkerchief and I dabbed my tears before they ruined my makeup. We all went down to the party room in the lower level that opened up to the swimming pool area. I was asked what did I want to drink and responded, "Iced tea." Each of the men was one of my gentlemen friends whom I had escorted. I had trouble remembering a couple names but Antonio helped me out. The waiter then returned with my drink. Tasting it I looked at the young man, "Please I ordered iced tea?" "Oh I'm sorry. I thought you meant Long Island Iced Tea." Antonio broke in, "Jamie you are now legal. You can have alcohol." Gosh he was right. I had only had alcohol when other's had been nice enough to give it to me. Now I could order it myself. I tasted my drink again. It was like lemon aid. "Never mind I like this. Thank you." After meeting everyone and talking for a while, Antonio spoke, "How about we all give Jamie her birthday presents." I was lead over to the large sectional sofa and sat down not knowing what to expect. A waiter pushed in a trolley on which sat a birthday cake with twenty one candles. With one deep breath I blew them out and cut the first piece. After that the waiter did the serving. Then from behind the bar each of the men retrieved a colorfully wrapped package. They actually had gotten me presents. I was grinning ear to ear. Taking another long sip of my drink, I started opening the presents and thanking each gentleman with a hug and a kiss. I was given jewelry, perfume, and lots of lingerie. Opening the gifts went on for an hour. I had a second Long Island Iced Tea and had started on my third when the last present was given to me by Antonio. I looked up to him and said, "Oh thank you Antonio. Thank you for everything." Opening the box I found a jewelry box and opening it I found a diamond tennis bracelet. I broke into tears and hugged him giving him a big kiss. With that Antonio turned to the men. "Gentlemen, I believe dinner is ready in the great room." Offering his arm Antonio helped me up which I needed. Those drinks were more powerful than I thought, still though I took my third drink with me. The great room had been set up with a long table that was slightly curved on each side so that it was wider in the middle than at the ends. In the middle was a beautiful low floral centerpiece. Being a bit tipsy I counted the chairs, twenty two, eleven on each side. Antonio sat me at the center on one side and he sat across from me on the other side. The salad was already at our places and everyone started eating immediately. The servers came around asking for drink orders. I looked at my almost empty glass and asked for another and started my meal. After that my mind was foggy and suddenly I woke up. I was lying in my own bed in a nightgown that I had last seen when I had slept over at Antonio's place last fall. Looking around I called out to Candi. Ouch, my head hurt so badly. She came running. "How did I get here?" "You don't remember?" "Please don't shout. No, I was at the party and the room started spinning." "Is that all you remember?" she said in a quieter voice. "Well I remember going there. Meeting everyone, opening presents, going to dinner, but that's about it." "Here let me get you up and to the bathroom so that you can clean up and take a bath." "Why not a shower?" "You'll want a nice warm bath. Believe me." "As soon as I tried to move, I knew what she meant. God was I sore. My bottom was on fire. Also my mouth hurt and tasted awful" Candi ran my bath and helped me in. She also gave me my toothbrush and then she gave me some aspirin.. After soaking for a half hour, I came out of the bathroom feeling a little better, but not wanting to sit down. I put on a fresh nightgown and lied down on my stomach. Candi came in carrying my laptop computer. "I'm sorry, but I took the liberty of using your computer because you have to see this." "Ok," I said wondering what it was about. "Do you remember a photographer at the party yesterday?" "Yea, there was one. When I blew out the candles, and when I opened each of the gifts." "Well he was there all evening taking pictures. Evidently he was using a digital camera and down loaded all of the pictures onto Antonio's computer before he left. Antonio burned a DVD disc from his computer and gave me the pictures so you could see the party just incase you didn't remember, which it appears you don't." I was starting to feel queasy. "Here you are arriving," she said running through the pictures in slide show mode. Quickly she went through the period of time I did recall and got up to dinner. From there she narrated the story as told to her by Antonio last night. "Antonio was giving a toast to you after the meal. He said something like you were his best employee even though you were not an entertainer. It was then that you spoke up and said you could be an entertainer. You climbed up onto the table and everyone scurried to remove the centerpiece, the remaining plates and the silverware. You started doing a striptease and asked for music. Antonio obliged and..." She clicked through a series of pictures in which I was shown taking off my clothing in different poses of my striptease act. I buried my eyes then looked again. "Oh I'm starting to remember. Oh my god" "Antonio said you started to do floor exercises and spread your legs in front of him." The next couple pictures showed me in the splits and then facing Antonio with my hands on my penis. "Here Antonio says you said, ?See all gone. My balls are all gone, and next year their going to take this,' referring to your penis, ?and turn it inside out and make me a pussy.'" "Oh my god I have never been that drunk. Please tell me that was the worst." Candi laughed, "You're not that lucky." She clicked again and showed me on all fours moving down the table. "Antonio said you went on about how you loved cock. How you loved sucking cock and being fucked by big cocks." The pictures showed me moving down the other way with my tail in the air like a cat in heat. "I'm remembering and then I ... Oh my god" "Antonio said that you counted the number of men and said, ?I am twenty- one and there are twenty-one of you. I want to suck or fuck each and every one of you for my birthday.'" "Oh my god, I didn't?" "Evidently you did." She clicked the next series of pictures. I fallen into the arms of one of the men. I was carried down to the party room. A comforter was put down. Picture after picture showed me taking on two men at a time, one cock always in my mouth and one condom wearing cock in my ass. "Antonio says that as each man came, another would replace him. Finally Antonio took you up the ass last. Here's the picture showing him ramming it in and your face now on a pillow, eyes closed, facing the camera with a slight smile. Look at all the cum dripping down your face." "I can't believe I did that, but it is all coming back to me." "Believe it sister. Here is a picture taken right after Antonio was through." The picture showed me curled up and passed out. "Antonio cleaned you up and brought you back late last night just after I got off of work." "I have avoided having any pictures taken of me that could come back and haunt me, now this?" "You have got to watch your alcohol Jamie, or things can happen, but I've never seen anything like this." "You know what the worst part is?" I asked. "What, Jamie?" "I had such a good time and almost didn't remember it." We both laughed. I laughed so hard that I was actually in pain. Candi then left the room and came back with the bags containing my presents. We spent the next hour going through them, and I relived my birthday all over again. Later that evening I went to a dinner party with my school friends. I didn't move around too much and just enjoyed their company. They all wished me happy birthday and gave me cards. Knowing my job, none of them really asked questions if they didn't want to know the answer. This was one of those occasions. It was fun planning dinner parties with them. I had never been much of a cook. Boiling water and heating up spaghetti sauce was about the limit of my culinary abilities. The girls really taught me a lot that summer. We would be working in the kitchen while the guys would be fixing the cars which with all their driving that summer seemed always in need of repair. I rarely brought up work. Seeing these loving couples together made me yearn to be in love. I masked it the best I could but it was still there. I wasn't jealous I just wanted the same thing. I really started wanting my surgery more and more but I would still have to wait until next year before I had met the qualifications required by my doctors. Just knowing that it was going to happen did lighten my spirits though. Near the end of summer I did take another vacation to Miami. I wanted to see if Hector would recognize me. I was now a very full 34C with a very beautiful ass to match. With my new nose and cheekbones I wasn't sure if he would recognize me. I found him easily enough, because I had spent several wild days at his place last summer. Driving up his driveway, I stopped at his front door and got out of the car. Rolling my hips from side to side, I walked to the porch. I took a deep breath, and rang the door bell. He came to the door and seeing a beautiful woman, he smiled broadly, but there was no glimmer of recognition in his eye. "Hi Hector remember me?" the voice didn't help him and probably threw him off if he even thought he knew. "Such a pretty lady, I don't forget," he said trying to buy time. "Please come in." He walked me into the great room. "May I offer you a drink?" Again he didn't use my name. It was so much fun letting him suffer. I knew he wouldn't let a beautiful woman go but he didn't have clue as to who I was. So I gave him a couple more clues. "Last year we had such a wonderful time. You remember that house party and how everyone knew what we had done in the bedroom." "I light appeared in his eyes. Jamie, is that you?" "Yes Hector it's me. I'm on vacation again." I took the drink from his hand. "You look fabulous. And your voice, it's so natural." "You mean I didn't sound like a man this time?" "Aaaaah. That's not fair. I never treated you like a man." "That's a good thing too or I'd never have come back," I said quickly, breaking into a smile. "So you had your Adam's apple removed and it changed your voice?" "No I had my larynx shaved and my vocal cords shorten." "And I am thinking that you had your nose done and maybe. Yes, you had your cheeks done too." "That's right, Baby," I purred. "Let me see. Your hair is a different style but still beautiful. Those lips haven't changed. Ah you are bigger up here," he said cupping his hands under his chest. "Yes I am a size larger but that is all natural." "That is good. I loved your breasts. But I don't see anything else." "No you can't. And no I have not had a sex change, at least not yet. I did, however have a couple little bitty problems down there removed." "Now you have Hector wanting more." "Good that is what I want too. But not right this moment. Here is my hotel room key card. I'm in suite 1410 on the top floor. I'll expect you at eight." I then finished my drink and walked toward the door. He came running after me like a puppy. I loved it. I walked out to my rental car and he opened the door. "I will be here for the week Hector and I hope you can spend it with me." "Jamie, your Hector will be there. Eight o'clock sharp." "I promise this time you will be sore." He laughed and waved goodbye as I drove down the driveway. At 8 o'clock sharp I heard a knot on the door. I went over to open it and there he was in a gorgeous suit with a bottle of champagne and flowers in his hand. I invited him in and took the flowers. Placing the flowers in the center of the table, I turned and grabbed his lapels giving him a long hard kiss. Then I went back into the bathroom as he went to put the champagne on ice. I called out to him, "I'm still getting ready." "Ah you are even more of a woman this time. You're not ready yet." "Well you want me to look good, don't you?" He laughed, "But of course beautiful Lady." "I have so much to tell you," I said as I came out still putting on my earrings and reaching for my shoes. Finally I was ready, I was dressed in a formal gown slit up on one side and wearing four-inch heels just tall enough to reach his lips without loosing my balance. "Hector what shall we do tonight?" "My car is waiting down stairs. I would like to take you to a beautiful new restaurant and then out for little dancing at a nightclub and finally back here for ..." he smiled. "Then tomorrow morning we'll order breakfast from room service?" "Sounds marvelous let me grab my wrap and purse." He opened the door and the two of us went down the elevator to the lobby. The reflection in the elevator door was perfect. A gentleman and a beautiful lady prepared for a night on the town. The doors opened and he offered me his arm. I placed my arm around his and he guided me out through the lobby and through the large lobby doors. We waited as the valet went for Hector's car; this time he was driving a Lexus sedan. The valet opened the passenger door for me and then led Hector over to the driver's side, where once again, I saw Hector slip the valet a tip. The dinner was nouveau cuisine and quite light, keeping with our plans for the evening. Afterward we went to a rather loud nightclub and danced meringue and salsa. I wasn't that good at it, but Hector really knew how to lead. I was having a wonderful time. After a couple drinks we began making romantic eyes at each other. "Are you ready to go back to the hotel my little one?" "Yes, yes, yes," I said. Then I laughed and so did he. It seemed like an eternity, but we were finally back in my hotel room. As soon as the door closed we were in a wild embrace. The clothing just flew off of us and landed everywhere. I had a week's supply of condoms and lubricant in the drawer next to the bed. I reached in and pulled out several packets, opening them now because I knew we would use them before the night was done. I kneeled down in front of him and for the first time in a year tasted his magnificent organ. I then rolled the first condom of the week up to the base of his cock taking my time to really look at it before it became buried in my ass. I let him begin as we had done the last time, since I had a whole week to show him what I had learned in the last year. He reached down between my legs and gently stroked my over-sized clit and the empty sac under it. "So you have gotten rid of those little annoyances. You are a woman in your soul and now you are Hector's woman." With that he picked me up and placed me on the edge of the bed. I raised my legs in the air and he swiftly applied the lubricant. Standing next to bed, he put my feet over his broad shoulders and used the power in his legs to impale me. Slowly he started fucking me increasing the pace as time went on. He continued for a half hour driving me to the point of ecstasy. Feeling him also cum, I sat up and kissed him. Our tongues met and I tasted him. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he walked us into the oversized shower. Once in the shower I let go and turned on the steamy spray of water. We washed each other and embraced in a passionate kiss. His powerful arms wrapped around me making me feel secure. As we dried off and put on hotel robes, he reached for the champagne that had been on ice all evening. The ice was now melted but the champagne was still cold. He opened it with a pop and poured two glasses. We sat on adjacent sides of the table. He raised his glass, "To the marvelous week that is to come." And I raised mine, "To the marvelous man who makes me cum." We drank and laughed. Then we kissed, threw off our robes and jumped into bed. We had a whole week and this was just the beginning. ( to be continued )