Having a drink with Sally

It felt a bit strange meeting a woman in a bar for a drink who was not Susan, but you assured yourself it was okay because Sally wasn't born a man. You had debated all day whether to go or not, finally deciding to go ahead and take a leap. Maybe she could help you understand some of the things you were feeling.

She smiled when she saw you crossing the bar and motioned for you to take a seat. You ordered a beer.

"I didn't know if you would come or not," she said.

"Neither did I."

"I'm just guessing that you are new to all of this," she said.

"I am."

"Its an exciting but tough time," Sally said. "You picked one hell of a cock to get started on!"

You blushed.

"You don't have to be embarrassed with me, dear" Sally assured you. "I went down this road a long time ago, trying to figure out who you are and how you fit into a world that doesn't recognize you for what you are."

"What am I?" you ask.

"Only you can answer that, darling," she said with a smile. "There are so many options these days. Are you gay? Are you bi? Are you a man, woman or something in between? Me, I'm a straight woman...I just happen to have a big dick in my panties. So what are you, John?"