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I popped my head into the kitchen, my eyes settling on the man at thetable with a slice of reheated pizza in one hand and a bottle of beerin the other. He quickly swallowed the mouthful of food and set thehalf-eaten slice on his plate."You going out?" he asked, sounding a little sad.I almost pointed at my lack of clothing as a response. Then I realizedthat he knew damned well how I was dressed. Which meant there was areal possibility that Charlene might throw on some clothes and take offfor a while. As for me, the day had been way too exhausting for that.Shaking my head, I flashed him a smile. "Not tonight. Thought I mightturn in early. Get a good night?s rest."He returned my grin. "Sounds like a winning plan to me, Charlie. Goodnight." Night ... Daddy."Back up in my room, I closed the door and made my way over to the bed.While pulling back the thick comforter, I noticed the message light onmy phone, sitting on the nightstand, was blinking. When I picked it upand touched my thumb to. Benson gave me a very complete physical, then he and I talked for almost an hour. "So! You have been dressing, and working as a female for a few months now, and all of a sudden you decide that this is the life for you? I have patients that have gone for years before they decide, and even then it is wrong." I never expected him to say any of this! I thought that what I wanted was the most important, not what someone else did. "You are not yet 18. What makes you think you should become a female?" I told him how it all started, then about my realization that it was right for me. How Steven made me feel, and how I managed at work. Then I mentioned Gail, how I had always wanted to see her naked, then, when it happened, nothing! "It was like?it was the most normal thing in the world. I felt no reaction at all, except envy I guess. Gail has everything I want?need." He sat back in his chair and looked at me, no sign on his face at all. I had no idea what he was thinking, or whether he would.
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