Stepping Out

All through the next week we searched through almost all the online dating sites and it was the same as before. Some wanted just me or just Deena, but not the both of us together. One good result was that I found a trans gender support group and they were going to meet on the next Tuesday which was only a couple of days away. When I got there I saw a bunch of trans like me, and some guys that were still wearing men’s clothes outside.
At first we sat and people were invited to come up and speak. I didn’t want to be the first one and neither did anyone else. There were two people that were kind of guiding the group said that they would speak. She introduced herself as Mykelle and she said her pronouns were she or hers. She was a tall black MTF and very sweet. She told about herself and about how she overcame some issues in her life. Well 2 other people went and I didn’t really want to tell about how I was forced to start. Oh yeah, I was really forced alright. Everyone was very supportive and I enjoyed learning about all the places where I could go to get help. After about 20 minutes I was looking at the different brochures of organizations to get help when Mykelle came up and started talking.
She told me, “I’ve been coming here for 3 years, and I know when there is more to the book, so want to join me for some coffee and tell me what you left out. Pretending to contest her questioning we drove to a Starbuck’s near by. We sat at one of the tables outside as it was a nice evening and she dove right in, “Okay now tell me what I think I know.” I took a sip of my coffee and cleared my throat.
Well almost 3 months ago I came home...And I told her all about Jeffery, how he slapped me until I finally knelt down and sucked his cock, about me giving Deena to him, and about him fucking her and then making me clean him and her. She asked if that was all and then I told her we met with him twice after that, and both of those times after he fucked Deena he also fucked me. She asked if I enjoyed it, and I said I did, but only if I’m dressed as a girl. I told her that it was important if the person that was attracted to me was because I was dressed in feminine attire. Then I started to tell her about Deena’s dad and Mykelle stopped me and told me that her loft was right across the street, and she would love to hear more about my adventure with my wife’s dad.