His eyes reminded her of melted dark chocolate.Both men were sexy in their own right and Gwen was far from unaffected. Warmth swelled deep within her ...omb and the feeling couldn't be attributed to humid summer air. Her inner vixen yawned awake inside her, crouched low and ready to pounce.Gwen shook her head, dispelling the notion. What was she going to do? Jump them both?Yesss, her inner voice purred.I can't do that! she yelled inside her mind. That's something Kelsey would do! Yes, her inner. “Sia?”“I don’t want to talk to you!”Turning away, I went and puttered around in the kitchen. Man, did I hate Sia angry. Around six I began dinner preparations. At six-twenty, now more than concerned, I knocked on her door again. “Dinner’s almost ready.”“I’m not hungry!”“Sia, we need to talk,” I informed her through the closed doors.“Go away! I don’t want to talk to you!”This was another of those moments. Intimacy aside, I was still her father. She didn’t understand how irreversible or how. I told her I used Tammie and that I was a transvestite. We picked out a shoulder length brown wig and she asked what I wanted next. I told her I had always wanted a really good set of breast prothesis.So we headed to the lingerie section as there was a sales representative from "CAMP" there. I will admit it was a pretty strange feeling as I looked around I saw some women looking at me in my lingerie and some were looking with longing in their eyes at my crotch. We found the saleslady. But further than that, I realized that I probably wasn’t the hunk of a man I had imagined and that Nadia would probably have done the same with any other male, young or old, regardless of their charm or their looks. Sarah filled the silence as I sat there with the phone in my hand, mulling over what she had just said and how I felt about the situation. “Is that OK, Dad?” she continued, referring to bringing Katie along with her. “I guess so.” I said. It wasn’t the most enthusiastic of.