Every inch the woman thatI longed to be. Jahna and I had gone to school together, only back thenshe was known as John. You see, she had transitioned...shortly after wegraduated from High School. God, I wish I had known. Maybe we could havehelped each other. Maybe I wouldn't be where I was now. But, she wasdead. Victim of an 'accidental' overdose. About as accidental as I wasplanning."You know. You're one of the lucky ones who got to spend at least partof their lives as a woman. Look at. I am from the far north-eastern part of India. Recently my friend and his wife from my native place came and settled in Bangalore. We used to chat, and they invited me for dinner often.His wife, gaby used to be at home whole day while he was at work. As they still didn’t have a child she would go online and watch movies. Sometimes we used to chat on facebook and Whatsapp. As our conversation grew bigger we used to drink beer together at night at our home each and chat. We used to discuss many. I really want you to eat me from everywhere. I am all yours and my boobs are all yours. You can suck them for hours. I will love it. And I will press your head while you are sucking them to make you feel amazing. I want you to chew my nipples.Then we started sex chatting every night and on we used to masturbate on video. I loved seeing her rubbing her vagina and making it wet. She was in love with my 6 inches long dick.Then finally the day came when we were gonna meet in my friend’s room. I was. "The gift was perfect. Amanda knew that I hated to get clothes as a present, as did my parents. Mom and Dad would think she had purchased it just to annoy me. In fact, Mom had displayed an exasperated look on her face when she had seen my sister's gift. It was in fact a decoy - a piece of the facade erected by my sister and myself that we hid our real relationship behind.By 6:45 Mom and Dad were out the door, the pattern they had followed for more than twenty years being repeated once more..