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The agents looked perplexed. Even moving this witness was becoming dangerous. He had witnessed one of the biggest mob hits in years, and they were not stopping, tracking him down in three different states now. "Fuck me, it looks like a war zone!" one said surveying the damage to another safe house. Another agent stood watching the others keep watch on the man, it had been close. First time they had blown his car up, the next time he just avoided being shot in a hail of gunfire, two agents were badly injured as they hustled him off to another safe house, another state. This time it had been an all out gun battle. Three agents wounded and four dead mobsters had the unit perplexed. The testimony had put away two Don's, and a host of lieutenants in the organization, but retribution was still on their mind. "We have to do something, he'll be dead in a week, no matter where we move him he is seen, and then it begins." "There is a solution," a mature woman stood looking at them, "we could initiate the Double Program." She watched the agents look to one another, then to her. "Extreme," one said, "but at least being able to be alive with the new identity, but one thing," he walked to her his voice low, "who is going to be the husband if it is agreed to?" She opened her note book, tapped into a file, "We have one agent left for this. Jason Spears. 6', sandy hair, grey eyes, fit, and he has," she smiled just a bit, "tastes that are on the track for this. Remember his work with the Brazilian? Damn, no one knew, no one even looked twice at them but a very open couple." The other agent nodded. "He is open, but will he immerse himself in this? What about him?" He nodded towards the target, even witness protection was not doing it now. "I'll talk to him. It is the abnormal approach, but with some work he could look so hot," she smiled, "if he accepts this. Besides, his body structure, his soft looks, it would be easier work then the other." "I'll call Spears, you talk to him. If he goes for this you realise Spears would be out of the main communications, they would have to be totally immersed in this. Mind you, the money would have to be substantial for them, and what state?" "I think that he gets his choice, after all, this is going to be a huge change, and the adjustment, well, aside from the usual mind blowing news, there is being totally fem, being literally Spears woman." The first agent nodded, "I'll call Spears, you approach him, if this goes over, it would be easier, at least being alive and not a target." She tapped a few things into her laptop. "Ok call Spears." She walked into the room with the agents guarding the man," Give us a bit alone," and the agents nodded walking from the room. "We might have a solution to this," she said softly, turning the laptop towards his gaze. Eleanor's POV "You want me to become a GIRL? How could I possibly pass as one? I have none of the girl skills that real girls gain at a very young age," the witness said. "We would train you. We could make you look and sound just like one with surgery and then you could have a single agent posing as your boyfriend. You could even meet your parents and there would be little or no danger of being whacked. As it is, we could move you abroad and they would probably still find and murder you." "But I'm not gay..." "You would not have to make love, unless you and your agent were to genuinely fall in love someday." She looked at him. "South Carolina is fine. We'll make the arrangements for your 'boyfriend' to buy a home there. Your parents will not be contacted until we do the full transformation, all paperwork and," she looked him over so slowly, "we have you fully trained, transformed. Eleanor Hunter will be your name, you will be engaged to Jason Spears, and you two have been a couple for two years. I will be at the hotel when I decide it is safe to begin this." She made a call, ushering men to and fro, then the move came. Nine cars all the same pulled up, two others were dressed as he was. "In case someone is watching we have decoys, so just head down and right to the car." They moved swiftly all the cars pulled out fast, moving in different directions. They pulled into a hotel, he was taken to a suite, and an hour later two women showed up. One matronly, one young. "Well hello Eleanor," the older one said, "we begin right now." The younger girl opened the suitcase she was pulling in, and began laying out stockings, skirts, stilettos, tops, jewellery, make up and wigs. She glanced up once, taking stock of him, then the waxing kit came out. The older one looked to him. "For now, we will do a make over, teaching you to walk in heels, do make up, get used to this, when we move you again," she waved for him to undress," the major changes will begin." The younger moved close as he undressed, measuring, taking notes, then made a call. When they had him naked his clothes were put in the suitcase, his id, his own jewellery and she motioned him to the bathroom," Time for a shave and a wax," she said calmly, "then we start trying on things." A knock came at the door, the older one looked out, opened it and took a package set it down, opened it. "So," she said solemnly, "Auburn or Brunette?" She held up two long wigs, very high end. "Debbie, make sure you do the eyebrows too, no hair left at all, we have only two days to get him ready for the transformation, move it you two." The female agent who set this up showed up just as Debbie was going to lead him to the bathroom, her eyes raked over him, she handed him a bottle of pills. "Two tonight, then four a day. From here on in you are Eleanor Hunter. Your id will arrive tomorrow, once we take some pictures in the morning. And you will meet Jason when we take you to the 'facility', listen to Debbie and Margaret, they are your teachers." She smiled at him. "From here on in nothing but female clothes." She grabbed the suitcase with his old life, his old clothes and left. Margaret looked at him. "Well, get your ass in the washroom we have work to do Eleanor!" Eleanor's POV "Eleanor." He said the name aloud, once he was alone in the bathroom. "I'm going to be an Eleanor now." He took the two blue pills in his hand and swallowed them down with water, wondering what exactly they would do, and then shaved his face and body without too much trouble. Then Debbie came in. "You look better then I thought you would at this stage, Eleanor, but to pass properly you need a waxing, and I'll do it for you." He bit back cries of pain as she, with some pleasure, waxed his arms and legs, back, chest, bottom and stomach, leaving only the hair on his head and his genitals alone. "I know this hurts, but a young girl needs to suffer for her beauty sometimes." Debbie took some body lotion and gently massaged and rubbed it into his body, everywhere that she had waxed, and it soothed the pain. He blushed as he realised that her gentle touch, even though she went nowhere near his balls, was giving him an erection. "You'll need to put on this gaff first of all, to hide your boy bits until the time comes one day to change them into girl ones." He put it on and she helped him into some dark blue trousers and a purple shirt. "You can wear trousers sometimes, but you'll need to get used to wearing dresses as well." She put a girl's watch on one of his wrists, an elegant silver bracelet on the other, and carefully painted his nails a delicate shade of pink and blew on them until they dried. Then she held the wigs and he chose the brunette one. She put it on him carefully, and then said, "I'm going to put make-up on you, which you will have to get used to. No wiping." She put a layer of foundation on him first, and then a small amount of green eye shadow. She chapsticked his lips and then lipsticked them with some soft pink lipstick, and put a gold engagement ring on his finger. "Look in the mirror, Eleanor." Margaret came in looking at the result," Very attractive you will be easy to work with. Make sure you take the pills. For this evening pants, tonight I want Eleanor in lingerie for sleeping, baby doll, thong, mules." her tone was commanding, soft but her words made it clear she was going to have it her way for this. "You are going to immerse yourself in this if you want to live, I called the 'facility' laser hair removal and minor operations. Nothing that you can't handle. Debbie fetch the black stilettos, Eleanor is going to learn to walk tonight, also call the shop, tell them I want Eleanor to have at least thirty pairs of stockings, garter belts to match, more than likely she is going to have a few runs at first, but she has to get used to this." Debbie made the call returning with the heels. "Come Eleanor, I will show you, you'll get used to this, and I do have to say, you are a good looking woman, you'll have cocks hard in no time, especially when we are finished." Margaret would only refer to him as Eleanor, or 'she' or 'her'. The indoctrination had begun. "Now Eleanor, if you masturbate at all, make sure you dispose of the panties or thongs in the blue bag. No DNA will remain, besides your changes are going to have you feeling rather horny at times, it comes with the changes, but rest assured, when we are finished, you are going to be beautiful." She turned to Debbie. "Make her walk, show her it all, get her swaying those hips, the shape is there, the looks just need some moulding. I have to do the initial arrangements. Oh and Eleanor," she looked her over, "we are dining in tonight, I expect you to learn to be more feminine when we do." Margaret left them to the task, going into the suites den to follow up on all this. Eleanor's POV Eleanor blushed when Margaret said that she would have "cocks hard in no time." She looked in the mirror and smiled when a brown haired, brown- eyed girl with perfectly done make-up looked back at her. She wanted to wipe her lips, but knew she had to leave them alone. When the high- heeled shoes came and she put them on, she fell over the first time, and then goose-stepped about like a Brownshirt. Debbie was not amused. "You may think that this is a huge laugh, but I don't. The Mafia are so angry with what you did, that they have put a major effort into finding and killing you. Five agents have been wounded defending you, and one was so badly hurt he might have to retire. A bullet came within an inch of hitting his spine and either killing him or putting him in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Either you get with the program, or you will end up on the run by yourself, as with one mobster on Death Row and many more in prison we no longer need your testimony. This is your last chance to live safely instead of living on the streets when your money runs out, wondering when you will get a knife in the throat or a bullet in the back." Eleanor concentrated on walking properly and soon could walk reasonably well, and then as well as if she had always been a girl. "Very good, but there is a lot more to learn. It's time to put on this red dress and some tights for supper, and after that you need to dress for bed." Eleanor blushed when she put on the dress, and tore the first five pairs of tights before she finally managed to wear the sixth. Margaret came in once. "Tights are only until you learn to get them on, after that only stockings and garter belts, or bare legged. Your cover has your fianc?e only wanting that and you will do it." She watched Eleanor walk and smiled. "Very good, you make women look sloppy, get used to wearing them as much as possible. I have you booked for moving in two days, a doctor and plastic surgeon will be here tomorrow evening, preliminary exam. The first day at the 'facility' you will meet your fianc?e, have some time to be together, then some work. We will be doing stages Eleanor, so the finishing touches will be in South Carolina. Now touch up your make up woman, come to dinner, we'll enjoy some time with you learning to sit in a different way, then dressing for bed. Debbie, something short, sexy, Eleanor has to always appeal to her man." She turned and left to order dinner, Debbie working with the new Eleanor, showing her make up tips, how to touch up, applying lipstick. "Damn Eleanor it is if you were made to be a man's hot piece," she smiled at her, "let's eat I'm starved." Eleanor's POV Eleanor forced herself to carefully apply lipstick so as not to look like a clown. "I look wonderful, although my voice is still male, so I can't speak in public yet without getting stared at." "The pills will change that within a couple of days, and they will also give you very realistic looking breasts, so we won't need to do much surgery on your chest area. Until they grow you will need to wear fake breasts so as to look as much like a genuine girl as possible. Sit down and do it with your legs together, so as not to flash your intimate areas to everybody close by." After Eleanor had sat down and had her supper, Debbie said "You need to remember that acting girly is going to save your life. You don't have to overdo it, but you must always remember that you are Eleanor Hunter now and not Thomas Madden. Another little thing... no scratching. Bug bites, spots, and dry skin... if it itches, smooth some anti-itch cream on it and leave it alone. We'll lotion you up before bed... you'll need to get used to it. I'm considering making you take sleeping pills, at least in the short term, so that you can get used to sleeping in a bed with your fianc?e. But I'll ask Margaret first. Margaret, does Eleanor need sleeping pills?" Eleanor interrupted, "But I like being a night owl and staying up late and sleeping all morning. And not scratching itches will drive me crazy." Margaret smacked the table. "Eleanor get it in your ditzy little head, this is so you can be alive! You will conform or we can just stop right now!" Her glare, her tone were not to be tested, she was making it very clear. Even Debbie shuddered. Margaret calmed herself, then looked at Debbie first. "As for sleeping pills, we will see in another few pills how she reacts to her man," she grinned. She had seen Jason, handsome, loved a good looking woman of any genre, and heard he was very well hung...and knew how to use it. She looked at Eleanor. "You will be surprised girl, once another day of those pills take effect, your voice will be softer, your attitude different, and you better understand, life or death. Now, do we have it fully understood?" Margaret looked at Debbie. "Take her in, lotion her, dress her in something sheer, make her wear the mules and bring her out," she sipped her coffee, "and Debbie, if Eleanor needs relief," she grinned, "hands only." Debbie grinned. "Come on girl, time to get you ready for the night." Eleanor's POV Eleanor jumped, knowing Margaret was deadly serious. *Either I do my best to be a girl or I'm on my own, and most likely unable to get a job without the Mafia tracking me down. At least Margaret didn't order me to take sleeping pills. Yet.* Debbie took her into the bedroom, cleaned off her makeup, got her to strip and took pleasure in rubbing lotion into her back, chest, arms, legs and stomach, squirting some into her bellybutton and slapping her hand away when she tried to wipe it away. "You're a girl now. I am serious about the no scratching-if you itch come to me. If I see you scratching, I'll tell Margaret." She put a long white nightie on Eleanor and some mules, and let her take the wig off as it would be hard to sleep wearing the wig. "I do have sleeping pills, and Margaret knows I do, but I'll only make you take them if Margaret orders it." She brought Eleanor in to see Margaret. Margaret looked up. "You know Eleanor, when your hair grows in you will be absolutely striking. Now be honest, how does it feel to become a woman?" She got up walked around her. "Debbie, I want lingerie that shows her ass more, it is round, grabable, her man will want it showing, lower neck lines on these longer gowns. She is to entice her man, keep him hard, wanting and wanting to please him, right Eleanor?" Her eyes locked on Eleanor's. The phone rang, Debbie picked up. "It's Jason, he says he will arrive at the facility the same as Eleanor." She looked to Eleanor herself a sly smile. Margaret took the phone, and spoke, laughing and then turned to Eleanor. "Seriously I think once we are completely done you will adore her. Already pretty, she will e gorgeous, see you then." She looked at Eleanor. "So, let's watch some television, relax as ladies, then off to bed, here take another pill Eleanor." Eleanor's POV "Yes...you're right." *Before all this happened I would be disgusted at the thought of having to be some guy's girlfriend, but he is sacrificing his time to keep me alive, and I think I can trust him* Eleanor thought, as she took another of the pills that were slowly flooding her body with female hormones. "You know, I'm starting to like being a girl, apart from having to wear make-up by day and plenty of lotion by night." "That's to keep your body soft and smooth. We girls have to take good care of our skin," Debbie said. "And when the hormones kick in, you'll enjoy the feeling." Eleanor went into her bedroom to let the other girls watch TV in peace, as she had always disliked watching TV with others. With noone looking, she gave her lotioned belly button a rub, but left the rest of the lotion on instead of getting into the bath or the shower as she would have done as a man. *What is Jason like?* she wondered. *I'm guessing he must be a nice person and if the worst happens, able to defend me. Part of me, the ever-growing girly part of me, is looking forward to meeting him.* She looked at a book and Debbie came in. "We're going to bed now, so be careful not to wake us up unless there is a dire emergency. I have an Ambien for you and I'm not afraid to use it if you don't go to sleep," she joked. "Oh, and from now on you sit down to use the toilet, you're a girl now. Tomorrow I'll teach you the basics of make-up, and your voice will have partly changed and be somewhere between a male voice and a girl one. Then we'll go and meet Jason, with you dressed in your very best clothes that I'll put out for you. Goodnight Eleanor." Margaret watched Debbie come in from Eleanor's room. "Is she settling in?" "There's work still, but she is changing quite well, are we going to use the advance shot?" She smiled as Margaret nodded. "Once Eleanor falls asleep we'll give her the injection, it will speed up her hormones, have her feeling more like the woman she will become for this." Both women slept a bit, their watches buzzing to wake them, they took the syringe, walked in, seeing her asleep, Margaret was not only fast but damn good, she injected her without much of Eleanor moving, they nodded and left the room. Both getting a bit more sleep. With morning arriving both Margaret and Debbie came in the room. "Eleanor, time to get up dear girl, we have to get ready for your man, and he is invited to breakfast," Margaret said, already seeing quite a change, the injections sped everything up, she noted the bust, showing now, hard nipples straining the gown. Debbie laid out a mid thigh skirt, seamed stockings, a slim garter belt, 5" heels in black to go with the black skirt and white sheer top. There was a lacy bra, a thong, and some light jewellery. "Come on honey, we have to have you showered, make up time," Debbie too saw the new changes, "How do you feel Eleanor?" smiling hearing the change in her voice, and noting the little fem moves were apparent. "Your man is coming, let's get you looking hot, make him want to just fuck you right there," she giggled and patted Eleanor's ass, urging her to the shower. Jason, after showering and pulling on some form fitting faded jeans and a polo shirt, headed to the car. The Mercedes started up quietly, he pulled out absently listening to the radio as he drove. When they had called him, he was almost ready to say no, but his hungers, his tastes came forefront and he listened to the offer, the deal. This would set him, and this Eleanor up for life. A very good life! He bartered a bit, knowing though they would pay, this witness had assisted them in putting a huge dent in the mob and its workings. The hit on this person was huge, two million to the one who would blow him away. He recalled the Brazilian, taking down one of the cartel's coke runs, the capture and the slaying of a few high ups, and then the transformation. Nicholas had become Nikki, and was not hard to take, with the hormonal advancements, the injections subtly being pushed, Nikki had become not only a striking woman, but one who enjoyed being taken...often. That arrangement had been for a year, the deal was for that, and Nikki was now working in Las Vegas, and doing quite well. His number and address were changed as it was to have Nikki on her own, despite her protests of needing him. This Eleanor was different, it was to be a full-blown relationship, a complete background on them, identification reaching to childhood, and now Eleanor and he were to be the new couple moving onto South Carolina. He pulled into the parking lot, checked the time, the women had been through the morning, he was expected for coffee, breakfast. He strode in, looking all the business man on vacation, subtle looks to the security stationed in the lobby and got into an elevator going up and meeting the security, frowning with them not having enough in suites. he made a call, set it out, more agents male and female take the suites on the floor. Then down the hall, knocking on the suites entrance. Eleanor's POV Eleanor woke and stretched, then ran her hands down her body and over her nipples, which went erect at her touch.* Breasts, I have breasts now* she thought *and touching my nipples feels so nice, almost like...* Just then Margaret and Debbie came in. "Eleanor, time to get up dear girl, we have to get ready for your man, and he is invited to breakfast," said Margaret, as Debbie laid out some clothes. How do you feel Eleanor?" "I feel so...so girly, and I sound like one as well." "Your man is coming, let's get you looking hot, make him want to just fuck you right there," she giggled, and patted Eleanor's ass, urging her to the shower. "I'm a girl, not a bimbo," Eleanor said and had a long hot shower. Afterwards Debbie said, "I'm going to try and teach you how to wear make-up, it's a feminine skill that all Western girls acquire early on, and you need to do it too, as I can't always be here to make you look good. First you need to get dressed." Eleanor pulled on the bra and the gaff with some difficulty, and then the other clothes, as well as a watch, a silver heart necklace, two elegant golden bangles, and of course her golden engagement ring. The first attempt at putting on makeup made Eleanor look like a clown, and the second was not much better, but within a couple of hours she had learnt how to put on and take off make-up and wear it well. First came chapstick for the lips and a light foundation for the face. Then came some light eye shadow and some soft pink lipstick. "You look great Eleanor, and it's time to take you to meet Jason for the first time." "He knows who I... who I really am, will he like me?" Eleanor asked. Debbie giggled" A little bit of bimbo in any woman is a quality, believe me Eleanor, it will be appreciated." She watched as Eleanor finally got the make up correct, and looking good. She had Eleanor stand, taking her to a full-length mirror, the wig on, she was new. Debbie stood near, smiling, looking her over, proud. "Yes he knows, and will he like you? Honey he will adore you!" She walked over a girlish hug, and both turned as Margaret walked in. Her eyes ran from top to bottom. "There is an expression, 'reborn' and it applies to you Eleanor. Mind you, we have more to do, but this initial phase is even more than we could have expected. You dear girl are one alluring woman now, wait until we finish, you will not be able to peel that man off you." She actually smiled freely. The knocking at the door had Margaret turn, Debbie smiled at Eleanor, whispering, "Showtime honey, knock his socks off." She waited a moment, both she and Eleanor hearing the tones of his voice as he and Margaret talked. It had an easy tone, almost hypnotic. Debbie placed her hand in the small of Eleanor's back," Go Eleanor, have a good look, I doubt you will be displeased." She gave a quick peck on the cheek, girlfriend to girlfriend and a light touch to propel her. Margaret turned hearing the suite's bedroom doors open. "Jason Spears, your fianc?e Miss Eleanor Hunter." She stepped to the side allowing him a full view. Jason looked up, his eyes first taking in Eleanor's, then down and back over her body, the look he gave her had Debbie smile. It was pure admiration. His grey eyes held a glint, his gait confident as he approached, his hand out for Eleanor's. "I believe we have a breakfast date," he smiled at her, "with chaperones, how chaste don't you think Eleanor?" Margaret took a breath, if Jason had any thoughts of saying no this would be a problem, but his reaction....his look when he saw Eleanor was one that held not a doubt....he liked what he saw. "We have a lot to talk about Eleanor," his strong hand settled into the small of her back, guiding her with that quiet confidence to the table in the other room. As she sat, so demurely, Debbie winked at her smiling, only to receive a pinch from Margaret and a look to stop butting in... this was Eleanor's time to impress even in this rushed mode. Jason's hand cupped her chin, turned her face up and to him," I can see what's inside Eleanor, I am sure I will be having to set a few men in place around you," he grinned, as his thumb softly caressed her lips before he pulled his hand back and sat beside her. Margaret sat, nodding to Debbie to sit on the other side of Eleanor, and began pouring coffee. "Have you found a house yet Jason?" she asked, "I am sure Eleanor would like to see any choices, after all she will be putting her touches on it's appearance." She smiled subtly at Eleanor. She also saw Jason looking at her, a look that said he definitely had hunger for this woman. Eleanor's POV Eleanor smiled. "Tell it like it is girl." She carefully adjusted her wig and looked at herself in the mirror. *I look...not only passable, but also attractive. If I didn't know who I really was, I'd think of myself as a good-looking girl.* She spun around when Margaret came into the room and smiled at her, looking her up and down. There is an expression, 'reborn' and it applies to you Eleanor. Mind you, we have more to do, but this initial phase is even more than we could have expected. You dear girl are one alluring woman now, wait until we finish, you will not be able to peel that man off you." Eleanor thought, *I wonder what it will be like having a...boyfriend?* There was a knock at the door and Debbie whispered, "Showtime honey, knock his socks off. Go Eleanor, have a good look, I doubt you will be displeased." She pushed Eleanor lightly and kissed her cheek. Eleanor put up her hand to wipe the kiss but stopped halfway. "Jason Spears, your fianc?e Miss Eleanor Hunter," Margaret said stepping aside. Eleanor looked up at him, and gazed into his gray eyes. He looks... he looks good and... hey, I'm thinking as if I was a real girl here. It must be the hormones Eleanor thought. "I believe we have a breakfast date," he said, smiling, "with chaperones, how chaste don't you think Eleanor?" "Yes, very chaste." Eleanor shuddered slightly when he reached out and touched her, as Margaret started asking if he had found a house for them to live in yet. Jason took his gaze from Eleanor, looked to Margaret. "Actually, I brought a few photos of some houses, I thought Eleanor would like to go visit them with me, after all," he again let his eyes fall into hers, "we will be living together, and I do want her being able to decorate, enjoy this." Jason stood, letting his hand caress her shoulder, and moved to retrieve a briefcase, opening it he pulled out a file and brought it to the table. "Go ahead, take a look, there are three homes which I thought would suit us, two have pools, but all have four bedrooms, privacy fences, and are in great neighbourhoods," his hand lightly rested on her knee, "Hon." He took the offered coffee, Margaret watching the two lean and go over photos, in a matter of minutes the two were talking layouts, locations, and she heard how Eleanor's voice was so soft, the tones husky, but in an attractive way. Jason had her smiling, giggling, and she noticed both touch each other as they talked or joked about something in the photos. Debbie ate, taking this in, she knew Eleanor had more to go, but damn already she was good looking, and she wondered if Eleanor was even realizing how fem she was with him. Breakfast went well, Jason turning to her, "You make the final decision, once we get there we will be staying in a hotel until we get the furniture shopping done." Margaret turned to him, "Jason, we have to have Eleanor to the 'facility', we will be leaving in an hour, so we'll give you two fifteen minutes, then she has to pack. I assume you have already set security, may I see the directions?" He reached back in the briefcase, giving her the 'eyes only' file, she read it, nodding and then handed it back. "Come Debbie, we have calls to make, leave these two for fifteen minutes, then," she looked to Eleanor, "we must go." Jason led Eleanor to the sofa, sitting looking at her, her legs, her nails, and loved the soft pink lip-gloss, a favourite of his. "I will be along to the facility Eleanor, I have some things to do so we are set. I know it may seem odd, but believe me when I say," his hand lightly caressed her thigh just above her knee, "we will enjoy this." He rose, then leaned, his one hand cupped her chin, lifting her to his lips, and planted a lingering soft kiss. "I will see you there tomorrow," he caressed her face, then turned as Margaret and Debbie came in. Both led Jason out, then turned to look at Eleanor. "Well?" Debbie asked grinning. Eleanor looked at the houses, noting how good they were and how she would never have been able to afford them by herself. As she chatted away about them she looked into his eyes. *He does want me. He knows who I really am and he really does care about me. Do I want him? Yes, I think I do, as long as he doesn't try and take things too fast before we really know about each other. Will he still want me when he has been with me for a while?* She did not pull away when he put his hand on her thigh. When he leaned in and kissed her warmly on the lips, she found herself kissing him back just as passionately and enjoying the feel of his lips on hers. *If my old male self could see the way I am now, he would be horrified. Whilst I've never been homophobic, I'm not gay. But then, I hardly consider myself to be a male. I sound like a girl, and I look just like a girl, except for what is between my legs, and one day I won't have that anymore.* "Well?" Debbie asked. "He looks wonderful, and it seems that he's a really nice person on the inside too, which is where it really matters. I still find it surprising that he would want to live with me, since even if I was a genuine girl without anyone trying to kill my real self, I would not really have much to offer anybody. Oh, and he is a great kisser."