" I waved by to my mom, grabbed the keys and bolted out the door in her direction. As I drove, I couldn't help but imagine what was in store for me.... I arrived in about ten minutes. Fortunately, they didn't live far.When I arrived at the house, she said "I hope you're ready." "For what" I responded, pretending to be clueless. "Get out on the back patio and get completely naked like you were that night." I complied. Walking onto the back patio and tossing my clothes in a pile next to the. The strange thing is, is that I wasn'ttoo shocked at what was under my underwear. It was because I had beenso used to it for nearly 17 years now as a female. The memoriesprovided me with everything I needed to know about my life; it wasoverwhelming.I decided to put on some new underwear. I picked out a thong.'I wonder what it's like...' I thought, but my memory informed me.I pulled it on anyway, and could feel it against my ass. I put on abra, instinctively, and looked for something out of the. Pushing the large double door aside I found an altogether well kept Manor House. The grand foyer was majestic, a large crystal chandelier hovered overhead and just beyond was a massive stairway that lead up to a second tier which had smaller stairs leading up to either side to walkways bordered with doors. To my left was a large open space with a path that wrapped behind the stairs to an identical space on the other side. With a flip of the coin I decided to go left. A large set of doors lead. We decided that we should be really good friends, but probably should not tell many people about how close we got. We just had normal conversations over a few months, then it happened. I had an opportunity to visit India again in April of 2008. We started chatting even more. She asked if I could bring her a few things from the U.S.. She wanted a T-Shirt and a swimsuit. Since I had a girl friend, I had to make sure I could get these into my suit case without being caught. I went to the store.