The grandparents on my mother’s side were (and still are) alive and kicking however, and they live in the same city. Usually, when my dad went away,...one or both of my grandparents would come over and babysit me, as if that was really necessary any longer! But, I suppose I liked getting meals prepared. This time around my grandparent’s would, however, not be able to look after me during the week my dad would rediscover nature (as if it wasn’t discovered enough already?). They had already gone. " You should be!" I am."She shook her head. "I can't stay angry with an amnesiac, but I wishyou'd had the courtesy to tell me you wanted to become a woman beforeyou proposed to me." I guess I was confused."She chuckled. "That's the understatement of the century." I can't believe I wanted to be a woman." Well, you did. The medics said you had gender dysphoria, which, simplyput, means that you thought of yourself as a woman trapped in a man'sbody. They recommended sex-change surgery, provided. I kept my one hand around her waist and hold her another hand with mine. We were a dancing like a couple. I whispered in her year that she is looking great. She asked me how many girl friends you have.I told two and she said great and asked do u dance with them. I said of course. I moved near her to give a kiss. But she pushed me away and went away. But she forgot her bag and came inside again.This time I hold her tight so that she could not move. She tried to move but she couldn’t. I pushed. I undid the lock and opened the door looking down I didn’t see a kid but my little sister Demi, though I teased her about still having to shop in the children’s department she was very much an adult as evident from those tits in the tank top she wore. Below she wore a pair of jean pants that looked one or two sized to small.“Bubba.” She said as she came up and hugged my turning her head sideways as she wrapped her arms around my legs. Demi was a midget or little person if you wanted to be.