Damian relaxed back on the sofa cushions and took Seth's hand. "That's not what I had in mind to talk over with you but it is interesting n'est pas? I went to that TG counselor this afternoon for another chat. It's OK if she has the time. She asked that you get in touch; gave me her card. Um, here it is."
"That's probably a good idea, thanks. I've not been completely honest with you. Perhaps becuase Sybil and I just broke out of our cocoon. She has caught me several times in the past when I put on her girly stuff like bras, silk skirts, and such. When she confronted me, I admitted I liked the feeling of silks and satins against my skin. She was more tolerant after that."
"So it's no secret to either of you that you want to be a sister instead of a brother. I can see it."
"What else did the transgender counselor say?"
"Frank, honest, up-front, brutal in a way. That was when she suggested you come in for a talk. You should be aware that the world of sex is at the feet of pretty young girls. As a guy, like now, in the closet so to speak, your escapades are limited. Once someone, boy or girl, fancies you, desires you, think of it. You will be favoring your admirer with a trip between her legs, lapping for her pleasure, or, in the case of an authority figure, taking advantage of what you can do with your lips and tongue."