Her large boobs were barely covered by the material of the dress. It looked as though at any moment one, the other, or both might tits might pop free!... went in my room, took a shower, and put on a pair of Tommy Bahama silk trousers and a nice Tommy Bahama silk shirt short sleeve shirt. I decided to go sans underwear myself.Off to dinner we went. Two hot teenage girls and the older man.We were seated in a nice semi round booth. I expected the girls would want to sit next to each other so I sat. I was worried about how long this “talk” might take, “I’m getting a little cold.”“No,” she was adamant. “I said sit down.”No? Did she just say, “No?” She never stopped looking me in the eye. She didn’t seem angry or come off rude, just forceful, direct – powerful. Her perfume coupled with, what she was saying, how she was saying it, the way she was dressed, everything, it was overloading my senses. I was standing naked, in front of the woman of my dreams. That realization hit me and dread soon. We both shook our heads sadly about that. After another year in therapy, she decided to become a woman, and started on hormones and living as a woman full time. That was a little over a year ago. She said it took a congressional act to get the VA to pay for her to get special help in learning how to act like a woman, and she still was not good at it. She was able to get breast implants with some money she recently inherited, and told me that they were the real turning point. Smiling, she said. Once there we pick seats pretty close to the stage. ::Sidney’s POV:: I, Sidney Ann Markley, am about to graduate after four fucking years of hell. I am incredibly relieved, and maybe even a little… sad…. Not that I’ll ever admit that to anyone. Standing back stage waiting to walk and get my diploma, in an ocean of every one’s family and friends, I can easily pick mine out. But more important, I can see Kristina. I’m ecstatic that she came today. Although I’m not surprised. She’s been pretty.