. meri behan ahhhh ahhh karne lagi…..Uska haath mere land par tha….Maine uski tshirt utar di…aur uski legi bhi faad kar alag kar di…meri sagi ...ehan mere samne nangi thi…..Maine use jhukaya aur uski gand par haath fera….To wo sidhi hokar boli – bhaiyya pehle meri pyas bhuja do….Aur usne meri pant khol kar mujhe bhi nanga kar diya….Wo mera land dekh kar bahut excited ho gayi…aur fir apne ghutno par baith kar mera land chusne lagai….Mai meri behan ke sar par haath fer raha tha aur wo mera land. She had a very pretty face and a slender athletic body. Her eyes were a stunning dark blue and almost had a hypnotic affect. She was a brunette and for a woman of her age she was quite a beauty. I thought that she really must of been a knock-out in her younger days. I immediately dismissed any sexual thoughts that had started in my mind. Since Jennifer had always behaved in such a professional manner, I didn’t want to offend her or her student. I was told to disrobe and lie face down. I was sent to a child therapist who through a series of 4 or 5 sessionsand one family session determined that I was jealous of my sister - shewas the eldest and never had to make do with hand me downs. Of course Iwas jealous of her. Except I wasn't. I was transgendered and theopportunity for this fact to be open and discussed passed me by quickerthan you could say malpractice. My mother, bless her open mindedness gaveme the opportunity to buy my own clothes of my choosing to wear what Iwanted. Janice had an older sister who had recently married and was off on her honeymoon, so I would be staying in her old room. She had two younger brothers, and her grandma lived in a mother-in-law setup in the rear of the home.After arriving at her home, and being greeted with open arms, we unpacked and I got settled in. Her sister had been living at home before the wedding, so there were still a few things she had left behind. Janice’s mom told me just to throw it all in one of the drawers and.