I said “How about an agreement?” “What agreement?” he asked. “Since you will be here in US for a while, I can be your wife when I am here!�... “How?” “We can marry here and I will become your wife. Whenever I am here I will be called as your wife. But I India I will be your dad’s wife and your mother. You can share my body with your dad but only as your mother as we are doing now. That means I will be your wife in US and your dad’s in India” The idea seems to have worked with him. But then he. I had been living in my little studio flat forabout a year and I have to admit, after a string of disastrousrelationships co-habiting only to get chucked out when it went wrong asthey found out I was a transvestite, was fantastic to have my own spaceespecially as I loved to feel feminine and dressed as a woman everyopportunity.That day, during my lunch break I had treated myself to a lovely pair ofblack strappy stilettos with diamante on the toe strap and some verysheer black hold ups. I have. So, I’ve been meaning to ask you what JR stood for”JR replied, “Two things”“What are those?”“Well, because I am named after my father, the JR can stand for ‘junior’, but those are also the initials of my first and middle names, James Robert.”“Looks like going by JR has all the bases covered for you then doesn’t it,” said Bobby. “Enjoy your swim and I’ll catch you later.”Then Bobby returned to sit next to Jason. “I’ll be a son of a bitch,” Bobby said as he sat down. Jason was more confused than. That's when I discovered panties, girdles, stockings, bras, dresses, wigs, hats and heels. Sounds like a lot? Not for a lady in 1963. Pretty much required items to look your best! I had the use of all of them, as long as Mom and Dad were out somewhere.I would baby-sit my little sister on Saturday mornings while Dad was working and Mom went to the beauty shop and grocery shopping. This gave me a once a week chance to explore and have fun for three or four hours, as long as I could get my sister.