"You know, Dad, it would not even be wrong, as you aren't my biological father." Honey, I still could never do it."She sighed."I know, I know. But a g...rl can always dream."Then she giggled a bit and I was ready to strangle that part of me which refused to understand any moral clauses, but tried to penetrate further between her cheeks. All of a sudden she moved her butt upwards and instead of being between her ass cheeks my hardon was suddenly between her legs and I could feel the moisture. . Well... I..." Rachael stammered."When we went to the Renaissance meeting, you practically gave thepresentation." Well, that was different." How so? When I came out of the meeting I remember coming out of themeeting and thinking that it was me that said something stupid. This isyour element, Rachael. You understand being a cross-dresser,transgender, what ever you want to call it. No one can match yourunderstanding unless they've lived it. You are an expert in the field,go with it!" It's just. .. a little off,” she explained awkwardly.“I’m okay, honey,” Caleb assured her, smiling gently and reaching for her hand. He pulled her close.“I did promise to get through the upgrade,” he reminded her. “You know I always keep my promises. If I seem a little off,” he shrugged, and said, “I’ve just been intimately introduced to every cell in my body, and their function. It does change a person’s perspective, but it doesn’t change my commitment, or my goals.” Caleb kissed her, deeply and with. Who knows, maybe you'll be in a wedding dress sooner or later,” I replied.“I hope so,” Jessica said.“You'll find the perfect guy. Someone that loves you and loves sex too. I know it,” I replied.Then she hugged me. I did feel a little bad for her. Maybe things would have been good with her and Jeff, but I told her how I felt about him and she backed off. I guess that threesome we had was for her too.“Well I know this is weird coming from your best friend, but you are a good dancer,” I said.“Why.