“Just something to dunk in your coffee. So, been back long?”“Yes and no. I left Iraq in June, but I’ve been in hospitals since then. They just...released me two weeks ago.”He looked at me in surprise. “June? That was four months ago! What’d you do to get stuck in a hospital for four months?”“I had a really, really bad day. I’m good, though. All healed up now.” Mildly crazy, but all healed up. No, I didn’t say that.He didn’t push it, and I started filling out the app. Mostly I could fill it out on. I hadn't realized as all I wore most of the time was arather skimpy thong, padded in the front to keep my trans clitoris inplace. So Mustapha took a photo of my butt, and told me that, when Iwalked, it had a very sexy wiggle to it that made his cock become rockhard. I was in awe at how feminine my back was, but at the same time Irealized the process of my feminization was unfolding on another, muchmore intimate level. When Mustapha held me in his arms and kissed my belly(which I now thought of. My own girls wereexcited to meet them.As each group of passengers stepped through the gates they would askexcitedly, "Is that them, Momma?"I was beginning to get nervous, I knew the first class passengers hadalready gotten off. Then the flight crew began disembarking."She'll be here any moment," said Adrian as he leaned forward to place abouquet of Carnations in Jasmin's hands before retreating out of sight.I was surprised to see all four of them they'd even brought Rachel, myyoungest sister by. More than once we were paired with shitkickers and the audience didn't care for us a bit. Sales of our single had been lackluster at best and I was about to call it quits, I just didn't have the time or patience required for this.Now June was giving me the runaround. Things had been great for us all through the rest of the summer after we met. She had spent a lot of time in my small apartment and we had dated as much as I could manage. I took her to clubs and dinner and had even gone swimming.