My eyes they actually started to water. I couldn't see Kevinanywhere within me. I was staring at my forty-two year old aunt. Ilifted a manicured hand ...nd touched my cheek."Oh my god," I said, echoing Ellen. "This is unreal."This was real. I was really going to do this. An odd feeling struck me.I was a woman now. No one was going to mistake me for anythingdifferent. I felt someone behind me and turned to see my aunt. She wassmiling, her eyes were wet too. Before I knew it we were hugging.. She held up the strands of her coppery hair, now slightly matted with a thousand grains of sand stuck to her otherwise silky locks. "We are a frightful mess!"My eyes went wide open with a new, dirty thought. "Good idea," I said, and then physically lifted her into my arms and carried her to the bathroom.Claudine giggled all the way until I managed to nudge the light with my elbow and set her down on the floor. Her arms went straight up and she gave me a wide smile as I reached to the hem of her. I shaved under my armpits and trimmed my pubic hair into a nice little triangle. Luckily, I've never had any facial hair so that wasn't a problem. I rinsed off and climbed out of the tub and wrapping a towel around a myself like a girl would, getting my psyche into the role of one. I dried my hair and slowly brushed it out (it's shoulder length) and looked at myself in the mirror.I went back into my sister's room, dropped the towel and pulled the satin panties up my legs, tucking my dickin so. Joan and I met when we were both freshmen in college, and we have had a great sex life, at least up until the last six months. Joan was almost insatiable, and usually wanted sex every day. I of course had no complaints and was all too happy getting all the pussy that a guy could want. She somehow liked sex with me even though my dick is small at only five inches long and thin. I always considered her to be my savior from the strong bisexual urges that I developed in high school, as I will.