We were both getting drinks at the bar, and I caught him looking at my breasts (like you naughty boy!), and I laughed, and he laughed too, so we start...d talking and he kept looking at my breasts from time to time. So I was wearing a low-cut white top, a short red skirt, sheer black stockings, and no underwear. So I had come prepared. And this guy? A black dress shirt undone a little over a strong, hairy chest, and only blue jeans, but I had already noticed they had a nice tight bulge. He had. I shouldn't have worried. Myfamily had either forgotten that I was ever was male or wanted me tostay on forever as Britney.I spent the weekend telling all of my family and close relatives thehappy news. I showed off my sparkling diamond engagement ring and theyall dutifully 'oohed and aahed' at its size and beauty and my goodfortune. I was smothered in hugs and kisses as they congratulated me.Mum was over the moon and excited about planning a full scale wedding.She sounded a bit disappointed. While I was there I would watch his nervous excitement. Then he would try to get a better peek at the pictures while I was gone. My enjoyment was the look on his face of OMG what did I just discover. Since there were many photos trying to look at them brought great risk but with great reward. I would usually let them peek at them for just a few minutes at first to grab there curiosity. Then I would make enough noise on my return that they would quickly try and put the pictures back like they. " She held him and stroked hishair as though he were a whimpering puppy. Just then Reece did indeedstart to cry, the tears wetting the top of her beautiful gown."I, ... I..," Reece spluttered between sobs. "Had ... to ... be ... manly... in ... front of ... the guys." He took one hand from her waist andwiped his eyes on his jacket sleeve and sniffed before continuing. "ThenI read about Gareth Thomas' bravery and I decided that I had to stopliving the lie."This was a real turn of events and.