Did I want to have a full sex change or not? I didn't want to, I wanted to keep it. I didn't really know why, but it just felt like the right thing to...do. She accepted that too.Then there was my father. I never called him dad, I hated him. My mom told me he has always been a bit aggressive and on top of that he hated gay people and transgender people. He thought they were a freak of nature that had no place in society. They had to be cast out. Now at the time I didn't know if I was gay or not.. First—there's me, Ebeneezer Scrooge. I wasn't the old miser that asshole portrayed me to be. I was a fit man in his late forties who took good care of himself and actually portrayed Kris Kringle at the Church for the kids every year. I was outgoing and gregarious. As for my business habits, Marley and I were partners in a local establishment that lent money to those who needed it. We were not "loan sharks" but had reasonable rates. To be honest about that, Marley wasn't too happy about our. My SIL was sitting on a plastic stool on the cemented floor and cleaning the fish. She didn’t have her dupatta. As she was leaning forward and I could see her deep cleavage and her fair delicious breasts trying to come out of her salwar. It resembled two beautiful flesh mountains and a deep valley in the middle. I instantly got a hard-on. As I froze and stood staring at her tits trying to figure out if her nipples were visible from her kameez and wishing if had a chance to pinch and pull them. Teresa felt Eric standing behind her. His arms surrounded her with his hands sliding down, palming her massive tits. Teresa’s nipples stiffened quickly as she leaned back against him. His hands did not stop there, but slid up and down her hot body.“Oh god yes don’t stop” Teresa said in a chocked up voice“Are you sure my pet”Teresa took one of his hands and guided it between her widely spread thighs. “Always ready aren’t you my pussy cat” Eric whispered into her right earTeresa did not have to.