TO BE OR NOT TO BE – PART 1

I shook my head, "Not really."
“Would you mind if I called you Sunny?"
I said to myself, Sunny, Sunny Dayes, and giggled, "Yes Mam. I would like that a lot."
Needless to say that by the next day everybody had heard about it and that's how I became Sunny Dayes. Even my parents started calling me Sunny, except for when I was in trouble. I will never forget Ms. Wilson and have often had wet dreams about what might have been, but nothing happened. I was only ten years old for God's sake. Anyway, it went something like that.
Fast forward fifteen years. I am out of college with a degree in electronics. I started my own business and worked as an independent contractor. I wasn’t getting rich, but I was comfortable and had more freedom than in a nine to five job.
During my high school and college days, I experimented a lot in the world of sex. I was pretty much open to anything as long as it wasn’t too painful or involve bodily functions that toilets are for.
I am not a large man, 5’5”, 130#, but I was a pretty good athlete playing baseball and swimming on the school teams in high school. I still do regular workouts, not to build muscle but to keep my clothes from shrinking.
My freshman year in college, I met two transgender girls, Barbie and Brandy, who lived in the same apartment complex. They were gorgeous and I had no idea they were really boys at first. When they told me, I didn’t believe them. When they showed me, I was amazed, totally blown away. I had heard about she males, but this was not what I imagined. They had so much fun becoming female that when they offered to dress me up, I jumped at the chance.
It took them almost an hour for the transformation. When it was over, they stepped back and congratulated each other for doing a fabulous job. They lead me over to a full-length mirror and like so many others couldn’t believe that it was my reflection. I fell in love, not only with the girl in the mirror but with the whole transformation process.
For the next few months, I partied with the girls so much (that’s a story for another time) that I almost dropped out of school and might have, but for the fact that the girls decided to move to New Orleans.