My Passiveness - Part I

I begin my story by introducing myself. My name is José Guilherme, but I feel that my sexuality
It's not masculine, by the way, I don't sleep with women, but, I confess I feel like I have a woman inside
Of me, who wishes to be of a single man... I wish it were with you, where initially
We'd go out for lunch so we could get to know each other. Still, this woman that exists inside of me
is protected by appearances...I wear jeans, short-sleeved shirt, tennis, no bra,
leaving my breasts free, but in red embroidered panties, as you asked. At the restaurant,
You gave me a flower and say it's for another flower...asks that I don't get encapsulated, because in
Soon you'll make me female and that's nature...you send look at your dick in which I do slightly
and I see your manhood, I feel chills in me, to a certain point, delicious, and tells me to go
To a place where we can be alone... I accept and we go to a motel... but in your car
I see a bag and you say it's a surprise.
A kiss that only great lovers know gives and sends me to see what's inside the bag... fall for
It brings to view... a beautiful bra, dress, socks 7/8, wig, makeup suit, high-heeled shoes and even a
purse, hair dryer, and... an engagement ring... I'm all embarrassed, you tell me not to
I'd be the happiest woman in the world, and you ask me if I'd be your wife... I say yes, and in the bathroom, you shave my whole body, and I see in the mirror that I'm smooth, like a woman... And now?