I found myself thinking how handsome he was really and I should be proud to be on his arm and have him as a boyfriend even though I wasn’t really a ‘girl’. He obviously thought I was very pretty and that delighted me.
Kissing a boy like him hadn’t been that odd when I thought back to it. I just had to be Alison and it seemed more natural and real. It was somehow strange being held tightly by a boy and feeling all his manly reactions to me, but that too was pleasing. Fancy me, a ‘boy’ who was a ‘girl’, turning a man on! Anyway in a coffee bar nothing was going to happen. He said he would phone again later in the week. Should I? Would I?

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