Date: Fri, 26 Dec 2014 17:51:19 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bill and Ann Part 2

I am an older married man who has dated many cross dressers and transgender
women over the years.  At first it was a kinky "walk and the wild side" but
over time I came to really have feelings for the person, and that became
more important than the intimacy we had.  The movie "Soldier's Girl" was
very moving and helped me realize that I really wanted to LOVE a
transgender woman.

I have had several truly wonderful loving relationships, and have come to
believe that if I knew what I know now when I was young, I would have
married a transgender woman.  This series is a fantasy in which I imagine
what that life might have been like.  It is set in the late 1960's, when I
was a teen.  –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)


Bill and Ann Part 2

I returned to Jim and Melissa's house, with great hope.

Melissa greeted me and invited me inviting me in.  She led me to the living
room, where an older woman sat.  She rose as we entered.

Melissa introduced us, "This is Helen Martin"

"So you are the boy who wants to meet my daughter," Helen said.

"I'm Bill, Mrs. Martin," I responded.

"Miss Martin, actually," she said, "I'm not married."

"But your daughter?" I asked

"I call her my daughter," she said, "but she is really my niece –
outside she passes as my daughter"

"Is she – transgendered?" I asked.

"Yes," she said, "why is that important to you?"

"They have a special attraction to me," I replied, feeling a little unsure
of myself.

"How do I know you aren't just a horny teenager looking for a kinky
experience?" she asked.

"I have already had plenty of kinky experiences, that's not what I am
looking for – I want something deeply personal," I said.

"I'm not sure if you are sincere or just really slick," Helen said, "I
trust Jim and Melissa, so I'm going to take a chance with you, but if you
ever hurt Ann I'll cut your balls off!"

I was really taken aback and a little scared by that.  I thought I must be
faced with a crazy lady, but soon realized that she was a woman who really
loved Ann, and she was rightfully protective.

"I have never met Ann, but I promise that I will not hurt her or betray her
secret," I responded, "Her secret will become my secret."

"Okay, let's go see Ann," Helen said.

I thanked Jim and Melissa and said goodbye.  I got into Helen's car.

"I'm going to be watching you closely," she said.

"I feel very uneasy and very nervous – actually I'm kind of scared," I
replied.

"Is this too much for you?  Do you want to call this off?" she asked.

"I want to continue.  I am a little afraid, but I hope that meeting Ann
will be worth my nervousness," I answered.

Helen put my hand on my leg and smiled, continuing, "I think you are a good
boy with a good heart, and hope that you and Ann will be right for each
other."

I breathed a sigh of relief as we pulled into the driveway.  We got out and
Helen took me inside.

Ann met us at the door and I found myself spellbound.  She was truly
beautiful, with shoulder length red hair and lovely blue eyes.  Her face
was dotted with freckles, which further enhanced her beauty.

Helen broke the silence with, "Your young visitor seems to be tongue-tied,
so I suppose I will have to make the introductions.  Ann, this is Bill, and
he knows you are special.  Bill, this is Ann."

After swallowing hard, I forced out the words, "Hello Ann – special is
quite an understatement!"

Ann blushed and extended her hand to me.  I took her hand in mine and it
almost felt electrified – I was truly wonderful to meet her.

Helen interjected, "Why don't the two of you go into the living room and
get acquainted?"

Ann withdrew her hand and I followed her into the living room.

Conversation was a little awkward at first, so we started talking about
school.  We both went to the same school, but had never even seen each
other before.  Not surprising since there were hundreds of other kids at
school who I did not know.  After a time we both relaxed and became
comfortable with each other.

The more time we spent together the more I found that I wanted her, but was
unsure how to proceed.  I decided to ask her out on a date.  I was afraid
she might refuse me, but I knew I had to try.

"I would like to take you out for lunch and a movie, if you would be
willing," I said

"Are you asking me on a date?" Ann asked, her smile radiating.

"Yes, I am, and I think I'll be asking pretty often if it gets me a pretty
smile like that!" I replied.

"I've never been out with a guy before – I'll have to ask my aunt," she
said.

"Well, let's go ask her then," I said.

"No, I'll do this alone – wait here," Ann said.

A few minutes later she returned, still smiling and said the that her aunt
said it was okay, but she would drive.

That was fine with me because I wasn't old enough to drive.  I just hoped
that she would give us enough time alone.

"I don't know what this will be like, but I'm really looking forward to
it," Ann confessed.

"I'm sure it will be just fine, dear – I look forward to our getting to
know each other well," I answered.

Ann hesitated, and then said, "You know about me, don't you?  You know that
I'm not a real girl?"

"Now Ann, I don't get mad easily, but that is one thing I want clearly
understood between us.  There is nothing 'un-real' about you.  You are
definitely a REAL GIRL!" I insisted.

"Bill, I'm really embarrassed about this and don't know how to put it, but
I'm not like other girls!" she continued.

"Oh course you aren't, and that is what makes you special.  Listen, I know
that you used to be a boy, but you are now a girl, and that is what
counts!" I said.

"I know I seem like a girl, but I'm not completely," she said, beginning to
cry.

I took her in my arms and held her close, continuing, "What makes you a
girl is not between your legs, but between your ears – that is what
really matters to me, so let's leave it at that, okay?"

Ann nodded, but still had things on her mind.  She asked, "Have you ever
been with a girl like me before?"

"Yes, I have, which is why I like girls like you," I answered.

"How about the other kind of girls?" she asked?

"You mean genetic girls?  Yes I have but I really prefer girls like you," I
replied.

"Why do you prefer girls like me?" Ann continued.

"That's complicated, and I hope to answer that completely as we get to know
each other – will you give me time for that?"  I responded.

Ann nodded and smiled.  I kissed her cheek and we looked into each other's
eyes.  I had a very good feeling about Ann.

I wanted to kiss her lips but didn't want to rush things – Ann was
really special and I didn't want to mess things up by moving too quickly.

I looked up to see Helen standing in the doorway.  She told me that she had
to get me back, so I said goodbye to Ann and departed with Helen.

"I think Ann likes you," she said while driving me home.

I smiled and said, "I think she is very special indeed and look forward
seeing her regularly"

"Play your cards right, young man, and that might just happen"

"What shall I call you," I inquired.

"Helen is ok for now," she said.

"Thank you Helen, for giving me a chance – I want only the best for
Ann", I replied.

"So do I," said Helen, "now think carefully about what you do and say with
Ann.  Guys have a tendency to mess up when it comes to women, so mind your
manners!"

"I will," I said, and thanks again.

I got out of the car and went into my house, feeling like I was on top of
the world!

To be continued . . .

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)