It wasa long walk to Hampstead Heath. I turned the corner near our flats and walked along a road that was a mix of fine old houses and sinsiter low rise concrete flats. There wasa rough crowd outsdie teh flats and I got some whistles. Young blokes asked me how much I charged. I shivered with excitement. My hair was shoulder lenght, blonde and curly. i knew I looked good. I tingled between my legs, as I clip clopped on along the pavement, my tight skirt and high heels accentuating my feminine steps. I crossed a road and entered the heath near a little publc toilet and walked on into the urban grassland. Oh such peace, i was walking toward re birth. I had not felt a man's sex inside since my days on the south coast. Now it was going to happen, and I had never felt so feminine. To be continued.