First Encounter

When I was younger, I would get dressed as a girl and walk around the town. One evening, I was walking down the street wearing a blue velvet, long sleeve mini dress with blue tights, black open toed, two and a half inch heels, painted toes, and long fake finger nails painted dark red. I had full make up on with my blond, shoulder length, curly wig and I was carrying a black shoulder bag. A car pulled alongside of me and asked if I needed a ride. I don't know why, but I said yes and got into his car. He asked me where I was going, and I told him I was a guy just walking around. He asked me if I ever had sex as a girl, which I replied no, then he asked me if I wanted to try it. Wanting to be a girl my whole life, I said yes. I took care of him right there in the car. Then he asked me if I liked it, I told him it was the best thing I ever did. We saw each other for five months; from then on, I really wanted to become a girl.

— Jesse, 56

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