Sasha visited her father at least every other week and after a year, she was pleased when her dad told her just how much he enjoyed be at the facility... He told her that they took excellent care of him and catered to his every need. She had the opportunity to talk to several other residents of the facility and they all ranted and raved about how great life was there. From her past experience, she knew this was highly unusual so she decided to find out what made the resident so happy and. Then in my town, there were the clubs were crossdresser's frequented. How delightfully strange. There were actually those who dressed up and went out. Wow.Hard to believe. Unfortunately, I was not attracted or impressed. It was kind of freaky so, I went back to my seclusion and surpressian. Then, the personals in seedy magazines and newspapers. I could never. Or, could I try and just leave if I felt it wasn't going to work for me. I did the yes/no for years until 1 day, the moment of truth.. A nagging worry inserted itself as I snuggled back into my lover: what if it was my father? What if something else had happened?With a groan of defeat, I resigned myself to getting up as my phone went off downstairs, unable to ignore it anymore."Talon," I called out softly, rubbing his arm where it lay across my stomach. "I need to get up. My phone's been ringing for a while."Voice rough and sexy with sleep, he grumbled, "Just let it keep ringing, they can leave a message."I sighed. "I can't.. As I got on the busstop I came to know that I had missed my college bus & as my college was very far , I decided to return back home. It was 9:0 AM on the clock that time , Bhaiya has gone to his shop, i rang the bell … Ones twice thrice , Bhabhi was not opening the door, I thought she might have gone upstairs, so I peeped through the back channel gate, I remembered that I have the backdoor keys , I opened the back gate & gone inside. As our flat is 1BHK, thus bedroom is used by Bhaiya Bhabhi &.