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I stood up, Thomas was guiding me to the bathroom, finally I came across the tub it was big I put together really quickly, I looked at him

" if this helps I won't watch" Thomas said facing the opposite direction and putting his hands over his eyes truth is I want him to see me in my most natural state

" it's fine, the truth is I want you to see me that way" I said, he started blushing

" ok" he said fumbling with his words, the first thing off my body was my extremely heavy bag, the question was why I still kept it, slowly I took off everything else on my person and I submerged myself in the water, I smiled as he came behind me

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he grabbed a rag and started washing my arm,As he was doing this he repented to me memories of his childhood, only, what was strange, Thomas refer to himself during these times as a she, finally as he was moving down to my most hated region I finally got the courage to ask him

" why during the tights when you are telling me your childhood experiences do you tell me of a girl" he smiled at me after I asked this

" well, I used to be female, but, I figured out I was always a boy!" Thomas said I understood I have heard stories about people like this, they claim to be men or women trapped inside the other sexs body , I have seen countless times these people a man who would put on a very beautiful dress and stuff it to the max, women who would hide their chest, I was happy to be in the presence of another one, this one finally finishing up taking care of my body or so it would seem. He moved up again this time putting things in my hair smiling after he was done he started to get me to be dry. Then he gave me some clothes I put them on gratefully