She Rocked Me

Connie bit her lower lip and took a deep breath as she put one hand on my arm and began to tell me her secret.

"Joe, I know that I look all girly and I guess you're not spending time with me because you're still trying to help me get over that idiot who stood me up on a date. I mean, I guess you're also into all this." She waved one hand up and down in front of herself and I gave a wry smile.

"Well, I really am not what I appear to be. This body, the way I look, is the result of hard work and hormones." Connie moved closer to me, close enough for her thigh to press against mine and spread its warmth all the way up to my crotch. "Thing is, Joe, I was born as a boy" -- Connie paused to let those words sink in -- "but I always felt like a girl, and as I grew up the feelings within me grew stronger and stronger."

Connie's eyes were welling up with tears as she looked at me and continued -- "Once I turned sixteen I started on what my doctor calls 'a journey of transformation'. I got counseling, then hormone treatment and the idea was that I would eventually go all the way and have surgery to become a woman.

I don't know about all that 'journey' stuff, because I discovered that I love being just as I am now. I love that my more girly figure fits the way I feel inside but I also really like that I have some boy parts. Now that last bit's weird because you'd think I'd want to go all the way and become all woman but I don't like the idea of the surgery and, what can I say, I just love myself as I am right now."

It struck me that Connie had blurted out that last bit, she seemed to want it to all to come out in a rush. I guess she was afraid of how I'd react to her revelations. So, gently taking hold of her hands I said "Connie, just slow down. Take your time. I'm not a cut and run sort of guy, so just take your time."

This seemed to calm her down and she relaxed her shoulders as she said, "Sorry Joe. I'm not used to telling people all this stuff. Especially someone I like."