Date: Fri, 8 Mar 2013 08:20:37 -0800 (PST)
From: jon white <jonwhite808@yahoo.com>
Subject: Prep School Nurse 2

			   Prep School Nurse II

    Don was not into women literally or figuratively, but she was eye
catching and somehow unusually appealing. Maybe five feet nine inches tall
and about 125 pounds. Slim figure, smallish boobs carried high and pert,
dark red hair and a low husky voice. Her chart put her at 28, a year
younger than he. Danielle Willis, Art Department.

    "Pretty close,", Don said, shaking her hand"Donny Wilson. How can I
help?"

    "I'm scared. I found a lump in my clitoris. It doesn't hurt or
anything, but I never felt it before, and I hope you can tell me it's
nothing to worry about."

    He led her to the exam room and handed her a paper sheet. "Sorry I
don't have a proper examination gown, but this will have to do. I need you
bare from the waist down." He gave her a couple of minutes and re-entered
the room. She was lying on the exam table so he lifted the paper sheet up
to her waist. What went through his head was "holy shit!" But his mouth
fell open and he didn't say a word. This woman had a perfectly lovely half
erect cock!

    "I'm sorry, I should have warned you that I'm transgendered.", she
said.

    "It's OK,", Don said, "you are a very attractive lady. I guess it was
my gaydar that was giving me strong vibes when you came through the
door. Show me on your penis where the lump is."

    She touched the top or her cock just proximal to the coronal
ridge. "Clitoris,", she said smiling, "this is my clitoris and here is
where the lump is."

    He felt where she indicated, found a small band of firm tissue, and
said, "No problem. A physician named Peyronie described this many many
decades ago. It is connective tissue, sort of like scar tissue, and is no
problem. As a matter of fact, I have the same thing, only more so. Would
you like to see?" She nodded, he dropped his scrub suit bottoms and pulled
his jockeys down with some difficulty over his very hard nine inch
pecker. "See the very slight bend upward?", he said as her fingers felt his
band of connective tissue along the top of his member. "The curve is
because that tissue isn't as elastic as the rest of the penis, so it causes
that bowing.  Nothing to do about that, but you do have a lot of swelling
down there and I know how to make that go away."

  She giggled. "Pretty weird,", she said, we haven't even held hands yet
and here we are holding each other's sex! I think I'll pass on your
offer. For now...."

    "How about dinner tonight", he said.

    "I'd really like that, but I have an art project I have work on nonstop
until I turn it in Friday. But you have relieved my fear so I can
concentrate on my homework."

    He picked her up Friday at six. She wore a pale blue sweater which
nicely set of her magnificent head of chestnut red hair, and a slim gray
skirt. It turned out that not only were their names and cocks similar, but
they were both working on Masters Degrees. His in psychology and hers in
art. Their jobs were not that taxing and left time to pursue their
educational goals. "This job is a godsend.", she said. That little
gatehouse has good natural light, it's free and right on the campus. How
many jobs give you room and board, for basically part time work?"

    Don: "This little apartment is owned by the school so I get it rent
free too. And the free meals are a money saver, but I need a break from
that from time to time. I hope you like Italian food."

    "Love it. And I don't know what you're cooking, but it smells heavenly"


    "Lasagna," he said, "and I have a nice bottle of Barolo that should
complement it nicely."

    Danni: "So how can I help?"

    "How about you make the salad while I crack the bottle and pour us some
lovely red wine.", he said.

    "How did you happen to pick psychology?, she said.

    Don: "I majored in it in college. I like nursing, but I realized that I
really wanted to get into counselling. I had a difficult time growing up
and dealing with my gayness and finally figured I could help others make
their ways easier."

    "So when did you understand you were gay?", she said.

    "The turning point was in Boy Scout camp when I was fourteen. My
Scoutmaster gave me my first blowjob and it was awesome. Sort of opened the
door for me and I began to come to grips with reality. I began to hang
around with another kid I guessed might be gay and one afternoon I offered
to suck his cock. I did and the sensation of having a penis in my mouth was
overwhelming. He was just holding my dick, not stroking or anything, just
gently holding, and when he came, I blew my load too. That did it, I
finally realized I had been gay all along, but just denying my
feelings. OK, it's show and tell, when did you realize you were
transgendered?"

    "All my life I felt like a girl in a boy's body. It didn't seem like I
was a gay boy. I was a woman with a man's plumbing. I had no idea how to
deal with it. I had intercourse with a girl in college, but it was a
disaster. I lost my erection before either one of us came,and she was
disgusted. I'd done mutual masturbation with a next door boy in junior high
school, and that was fun, but it wasn't me. In college I did a lot of
reading and finally understood I was transgendered, but it wasn't until I
got to art school two years ago that I decided to be the woman I had always
felt like. So I let my hair grow, switched to girl's clothing and entered
grad school as a woman. Now I've pretty much made the transition."

    They talked all through dinner, polished off the bottle of wine, and
Don dialed his fave radio station. "I know this is entirely retro, an old
fart station, but it is soothing and easy to study with. American Songbook
stuff. Tommy Dorsey, Glen Miller etc. I'm still thirsty, let's start
another bottle of wine and dance.", he said. By the end of the second
number, they were dancing with both arms around each other and both felt
the other's erections. At the station break, they kissed. It started off
like a sisterly, soft thing but within seconds he felt her tongue probing
his lips and he let her enter. What followed was a very long, very wet,
noisy, eager, tongue trading french kiss.

    "Wow, I've never been kissed by a man before. That was awesome!", she
said.

    Don, looking straight into her eyes, "I want to make love to you. Not
have sex with you, make love to you."

    Danni: "What kind of a girl do you think I am, to go to bed with a guy
on the first date!"

    "I think you are an extremely attractive, grown woman, bright and
educated, who has transformed by her own efforts, from a difficult
childhood to a promising future. Based on that hard thing I feel pushing on
my thigh, I also think you are a horny as I. How'd I do?"

    "Based on that hard thing I feel pushing on my leg, I strongly suspect
that you might deliver more than just a line of smooth talk." She raised
her arms and said. "Now can the chatter and take off my sweater." He lifted
it off, unjipped her skirt and pulled it down. Then up and off with her
slip.  She had a matched pink frilly bra and panty set, the panties
severely strained by her stony erection for which they weren't designed. He
funbled with her bra, not being used to undressing females, and began to
kiss a cute pair of firm tits. No silicone there, just adolescent breast
tissue. He peeled off the panties, and her cock, pointing 45 degrees toward
the ceiling, oozed a tiny drop of precum in thanks to it's release from
confinement. On his knees from shucking the panties, her organ was at
tongue level,so he delicately licked the tip and then rose to his feet and
without a word took her hand and led her to the bedroom., shedding his own
clothes
 on the way.

    She stretched out on her back and he lay on top of her. Another very
long, deep kiss, and he said, "What would you like me to do?"

			      TO BE CONTINUED