Jaise hi mai uske flat pr pahocha(wow it was a nice flat in building) so maine nock kiya usne hi door open ki omg kya lag rahi thi wo red saari me aur...blouse kya tha bilkul short mjhe to bra hi lag raha tha usne mjhe dkh kr 1 bht naughty smile di aur apne seene se sari ko thoda hata diya…Wow boobs kya the bilkul bahr aane ko betab nazar arahe the fr usne bola k ab srf bahd khade ho kr dkhoge hi ya andr b aoge ye sun kr mai andr gya aur sofe pr beth gya wo meri taraf dkh kr boli aur kaise ho. Still chuckling she went off to get someone while I sat in the waitingarea.Some bloke in a white coat came and got me and told me his name, it wasMark something or other. "You don't look like a typical transsexual--umMiss Redbreast." I'm not twanthexual, I'm a thithy." Oh, what exactly is one of those?" he seemed genuinely curious."I'm not a man or a woman, thomething in between and I give plethure toboth." Pleasure?" he queried and I nodded. "How?" In seconds I was kneeling infront of him and. " He thinks it's good," she said, one eyebrow rising."I'm sure he does," I said. "But you know what I mean. You're a professional woman now. You need to sound like it." Oh pish," she said. "Who cares about that stuff?" Customers care," I said. "If they hear a hillbilly talking, they'll think it's a hillbilly operation, with hillbilly service." I do not sound like a hillbilly," she said, obviously miffed."You know what I mean," I insisted."Why do grownups do that?" she complained. "Here I was,. I wanted to know what music you listened to in those headphones you always wore. I wanted to know if your hair was as soft as it looked, and what color your eyes are.” She brushed her thumb across my cheek, tilting my face up towards hers. “Blue. Like the sky. Exactly how I imagined them.”I relaxed into her touch, feeling some of my anxiety loosening. “I guess I just don’t find myself particularly attractive, looks or personality,” I admitted. “Especially compared to you.”She threaded her.