[british_boy]

Finally alone in a hotel room in Mandaluyong district, we fell into the bed. Agatha's ordered me not to go into details, but as I look through the posts here, I see that a lot of your fantasies, as well as mine, were fulfilled on just that first night. Over the next ten days we did it all - much of which Agatha had never done before with small-minded local exes - and years of low libido evaporated into the sutry Manila air. Most of all we fell in love, and leaving her was one of the most sorrowful moments of my life. Not a day goes by now when we don't chat on Skype, and we're meeting up again at Christmas. I'm counting the days.

I posted this very personal story on the request of the 'Grand Shemale Lover' in return for a favour, and I know that a lot of you guys will have found it too sentimental, or lacking in saucy details. I'm sorry about that. But maybe, just maybe, my story might inspire one or two of you to go out on a limb and make it real. After all, I'm just a normal bloke who took a risk for once in my life.

It might also show you that t-girls aren't just sex objects, but real, beautiful, lovely, sexy girls, and that if you get beyond society's prejudice, you could find yourself an amazing partner; perhaps for life. The good news is that they're looking for guys just like you!

And, when all's said on done, what are we all here for?