" I..." Kimberly," she said, "This isn't YOU. You're on top of the world, you know." You think so?" Oh, why don't we get your aunts in on this. What d... THEY say?" Same thing you just told me." Have you talked with Tim?" No. Don't wanna scare Tim." You ought to talk with him. Let him know that you do have trepidations. I talked with Alan. Found out Alan was MORE worried about me." She sighed. "Nerves. You got nerves. Nerves're okay. This is a big change, but trust me, Vicki and you and Tim and. My mother was a beautiful woman who was petite in build. I resembled her both in looks and stature, except I was a little bit taller than her. I think she really would have liked her only child to be a girl and encouraged my feminine behavior whenever she could. I knew of my two parents she would be able to accept my gender issues better than my father. I knew the day was coming when I would have to tell them but I was hoping to put it off for awhile.We ate breakfast in silence, each of us. "Might be!" He responds with a big grin."Why not show me then?” She asks nicely. "It might make you feel a bit more comfortable." “What if someone should come? He asks.“Was that pun intended?” She grins, and Tom goes red.“No, I mean what if someone comes into the carriage.“I doubt that. No one got on at the last station so the Guard won’t be coming to check tickets. I bet there is hardly any one else left on this train now.So Tom unzips his flies, slides his hands inside and pulls out his cock. The kids came in and walked past without saying a word. His son did raise an eyebrow, but his daughter ignored him. They returned after a few minutes with cokes. They sat on the couch and immediately went into their standard couch slouch. Greg was tempted to give the usual command to sit up straight, but sat down instead. He said, “How was your day?”His son looked over at him and asked, “Are you talking to me?”“Yes. How was your day?”His son shrugged and, in a surly voice, answered,.