Dr Joyce then started telling me about what was happening to me. She called it something like Gender Reversal Hysteria and that it had to do with the ...rief I had unergone. She had known about it from the beginning when she had first spoken to aunty about me, and she was giving me some medicine to move the process along since it cannot be reversed. Then she told me that Pat, the girl outside was undergoing the same changes, only she was further advanced, I could not believe it, but she called. He then takes off his shirt as well. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer and starts kissing me again. I feel his chest pressed against mine and smell his cologne, which turns me on even more. I'm feeling so vulnerable in his arms and I love it. I slide my hands down to his pants and start rubbing his bulge, which makes him grunt as we’re making out. I undo his zipper and slowly pull down his pants while our lips are still locked. I then start rubbing his dick through his. ...he saw me fully erect and exposed dressed as a Sissy Schoolgirl with uniform and pigtails in my blonde wig....walking towards him holding my short pleated skirt up .... he stopped and looked around then satisfied there was no-one about he slid a hand inside his trousers and fondled his cock watching me ..... I was totally humiliated at this stage and blushed crimson red with shame but kept walking towards him ..... he was around 50 years old and was tall and balding wearing trousers polo. The email was from someone named JeanetteM, a name unfamiliar to him, but he was going to open it anyway just out of curiosity. It addressed him personally: ‘Dear Cal, We have never met, but you know my mother. My name is Jeanette Marsden and my mother’s name is Jenny Marsden, you may remember her as Jenny Atkinson. I think my twin brother, John Calvin Marsden is named for you. Last week the three of us were going through our keepsake boxes and I found a folder of emails from you to Mama. I.