The autumn breeze kisses our heated flesh. The season of change. Falling leaves, necessary for rebirth.  

Giggling, she tickles my nipples with hers before our tangled bodies fall into the pile of leaves.   

We roll around and make unhurried love. Her pussy hugs me tightly before letting me withdraw. 

“Will you miss him?” She waves my deflating cock at me. 

I’m unsure how to answer. 

My gender reassignment surgery is tomorrow, removing the remnant of Alex. 

Always supportive, she kisses me, her tongue tasting mine, then says, “Never fear, spring will come for Alexis, and I love her already.”