A Perfect Pandemic: A Transsexual Transition in a Troubled Time

Lara collected the gooey cum on her finger, licked it and swallowed.
“Delicioso, so yummy. Salty and smooth, like rice porridge.”
She adjusted the camera, tea bagged his balls, and squeezed out the last droplets. A-Rod groaned.
“Good ‘til the last drop.”
She kissed A-Rod. At first, he turned away, but then he joined her in a romantic kiss.
“OK, that’s all for now. The main event comes next week.”
Lara gargled, went to the kitchen, and returned with two beers. She handed one to A-Rod, who chugged it.
“Wouah, that was a complete fail.”
“No way, your load was epic.”
“I wanted to fuck you.”
“Later, after we go out.”
“Go where?”
“Wherever you take girls.”
“Want to get some ink?”
“I’d love a back tatt.”
“Let’s go.”
“It can be my birthday present.”
Lara drew a heart and wrote “Love Me” in cursive inside it.
“Right above my butt.”
“That’s so hot.”
A-Rod stayed the night and fucked her three times.
Lockdown

Lara met Alicia for coffee after school.
“It’s so weird, during school I pretend that I barely know a guy who fucks me afterwards.”
“Like me going to school with the scumbag who knocked me up. Girls got to deal with that shit. Why not come out?”
“Too many assholes, and I’m not talking about my favorite body part. And my fuck buddy’s buddies aren’t exactly woke.”
“So just deal with it. I love being your fake GF. You’re so femme, I’m feeling kind of gay too.”
“I can’t wait ‘til we finish school. Then I’ll go full time.”
“Wow, I think we are finished. Check your phone.”
“Amazing, they closed school. Thank you God, or whoever, for sending us Corona.”
“If they’re shutting schools, they’ll shut down everything.”
“Except sex camming. It’s gonna be money time in cam land.”
“Enjoy this Starbucks, it could be your last one for a while.”
“Want to cam with me tonight? I got a new strap on.”
“Got the baby tonight, cuz mom’s got to work. What up with Romeo, or Rodrigo?”
“Away game, and the team will party afterwards. I feel like going out because who knows what’s coming?”
Lara cammed until 11, then ate a gummy and Ubered to WeHo. The streets were thronged with crowds charged with manic energy. The lines were long, but Lara’s shimmering, tight fitting dress, 4 inch stilettos, and winsome smile got her to the front of the line. The security guy stared at Larry’s license and then at Lara.