..!" yes. stop freaking out. i want to explain." she said before i could continue.i shook my head and stopped her. "you..you're a shemale?" i asked."w...ll, yes. but different than that.." she said."what do you mean?" i'm not your s*ster." she said timidly."you're....you're not my s*ster?" i was once your br*ther." she said carefully this time.she sat back down on the bed and I sat on my knees on the floor, looking at her well grown set of balls and a long penis that made me feel inadequate. It. It had been a rough timein family relations between the father and his c***dren, but things were copasetic now. Damian had never known the drama, but his wife had filled him in. It was all water under the proverbial bridge now.Three years ago, Damian and his wife went to her family reunion. That was the first time he met Braylin. The youngster was sixteen, short, light-skinned with curly hair, and had a slender build. Damian was asked to go pick up some ice before all the guests arrived for. ?What isher number?...OK. Thanks.? I jot downthe number. ?Stephanie!What have I gotten myself into now?? I say to myself. Maybe she really doeshave a bad tooth. This is not likely. Her teeth were fine a month ago. Most likely, she is just grinding her teeth. She has alwaysstruck me as being a rather high-strung woman. I dial hernumber. ?Stephanie?Igot your message?Tell me the symptoms?...Most likelyit is nothing more then grinding your teeth....Because, your exam was perfectlast month.? It. " I'm not selling the house, sweetheart," I smiled. After she watched the message her mom left her, Maureen always told me the same things. "And I'm too old to be having any more children." She said you'd say that. Again." Maureen flashed me the same smile that she shared with her mother. "So I'm supposed to tell you that Mom loves you, but she doesn't mind waiting a little longer to see you in Heaven."My daughter bent over and kissed me on the top of my head. Then she went back to her room,.