..enjoy the journey. You have talked about doing this for solong. I can remember the first time you shared with me your desire tobe a woman. Do you re...ember? It was late in fall, while you wereleading a study session as the graduate assistant in my human sexualityclass. I will never forget. You were sitting on the desk, talking aboutof all things, transgender identity in the LGBTQ+ community, when Inoticed your nude pantyhose peeking out between your pant leg andathletic shoes. That is when I. A bad influence on my children, and she is not welcome in my home. I expect her to be punished properly, as I can assure you Brandon will be. And I would ask that you come by our house at 5 so you can see just how badly he is punished for your actions!” She pointed her finger at me. My mouth hung open, “I-he-“ I started to explain.“Kylie!” My dad warned me, he took my arm and pulled me into the house and thanked Bridget for bringing me down here and told her to expect us to be there for. It happened in an instant as though it never had. But at once I felt her slowly grinding against me. I couldn’t believe what was happening but I looked up in the mirror and I saw her eyes were closed. My hands drifted slowly down to her hips and I massaged her sides. She bit her lip and turned around to face me, still in my arms. She moved forward and we kissed. I had been fantasising about this for years and I kissed passionately and aggressively, she returned it in the same way and to this. When he saw me standing there, ten feet away from him, he immediately smiled. Of course. What man would not smile when his lover would stand there with nothing on but an oversized T-shirt. He came to me and wrapped his arm around me and placed his big and warm hand on my butt. “Hi Lola, how are you my darling?” “Hi, Mr. Johnson.” Wasn’t it strange? I knew the family for so many years and had been a lover of his son for four years, and now his lover for one day, but I even did not know his first.