She said she liked my photos and wanted to meet with me that weekend, so we agreed to meet at her apartment on the Sunday night for dinner and a movie...Over the weekend my mind was turning constantly, was I ready to make my fantasy a reality? Will it make me turn gay? What if my friends find out? But Sunday night came around and I got ready and met her at her apartment, she was gorgeous, at first I didn't believe she was trans, she looked like a natural female, but then I heard her speak. Her. I was hoping to catch my daughter and Riley in a compromising position. I was not disappointed. When I looked through the window, I saw both girls sitting next to each other on the wicker couch. Riley was on her left hip facing Bethany with both legs curled on the cushion behind her. Bethany was sitting normal, with her legs spread. She had both hands on Riley's face and was kissing her passionately. Riley had her left arm around my daughter and her right hand was inside Bethany's boy short. Gloria picked up the knife and straightened up. When he gagged on his food, Gloria asked if he was all right. “Uh, yeah, Mom, I’m OK. Juice went down the wrong pipe is all.” Gloria smiled and got a new knife and some salt and pepper.“Here you go, honey,” she cooed bending over so Tommy got a great view of her tits. She wouldn’t have been surprised if he came in his pants then but he managed to hold off. “You finish eating and call your father before we leave. I’m going upstairs to. Please do not duplicate, copy, print, distribute or exchange this piece without the expressed written permission of the authorEven The Wind KnowsWhere did our wind goTaking your essenceLeaving not a traceI flounder in its absenceCraving your breeze on my faceHas our love goneAs your tender touch caresses meTaste of tears still freshYour scent lingers onPhantom to love once expressedWhy do I still hurtSeparation of time took no refrainOnly to validate my painWhisper of a memorySpeaks softlyWhere.