.It was four months to the day after the accident when theydischarged me from the hospital. By then, I had started getting dressedevery day. They were...pretty neutral in their early clothing choices forme?mainly plain jeans, T-shirts and tennis shoes?but there was nodenying my new gender. Even a simple thing like realizing shirts nowbuttoned from the opposite side. By now, my incision was healing nicely,my hair was growing out, and I was ready to begin the next phase of myrecovery.Chapter Two:. But the crotch of the shorts was cut extremely short, the fraid material hid her hairless pussy lips when she stood and walked but when she sat down and spread her legs the thin crotch disappeared between her pussy lips. She put on a small bikini top and one of my tank tops. The arm holes allowed her bikini top to easily be seen . I drove to the mall and told her I wanted her to try on some tennis shoes. She knew what I wanted and she showed her pussy off to several salesmen at the mall. One. And Philip was going to finance her dream, something Tim would never be able to do. And, she thought, ‘I so want to fuck Philip.’ Conflicted but confident that whatever happened tonight would turn out for the best, she showered and dressed while Tim watched college basketball in their little apartment. ########## They got there a bit early and took a booth in the center row that divided the restaurant. A few minutes later Philip was pleased to see Karla and an unremarkable young man seated. I was reading something for pleasure, for once. She had on a yellow T shirt that not only advertised her stiff nipples, but was thin enough I could see dark circles through it around those nipples.“Cassie’s on Skype and she wants to talk to you,” she whispered. I looked at her empty hands. “In my room,” she added.So I got up, wearing the running shorts I never ran in but now wore as pajamas at home (Mom bought them for me), and followed my sister to her room. That T shirt teased me, showing me.