...My hand wandered up to her breast, gently cupping it she moved into me and now she would be able to feel my erect cock against her...She suddenly b...cked off..I was worried, had I gone too far? She smiled at me and grabbed my hand and led me through to the Ladies. No one in...Pulled into a cubicle and kissed again deep longing kisses hands wondering over each other’s clothes. Her hand felt my cock through my shorts and rubbed urgently. My hands on her breasts then squeezing her ass.. "Thank you for your secure ability to accept my wants and desires and manage the issues that it must bring up for you as you give me them." "I know who you love, dear," I securely told her. "I know that it is me who you ultimately desire and want to be with. We both gift each other."It is one of her gifts to me that I now want to disclose to you gentle reader. But first I need to be vulnerable enough and tell you a bit about me. I am transgendered and at age 42 no longer feel much shame or. A wave of euphoria washed over me as I realized Tim had unquestioninglyaccepted me as a middle-aged woman. I decided to show off a bit bysmoking another cigarette in front of him. I pulled a cigarette from myLouis Vuitton case. I held it up for a moment, and, in spite of myself,raised a feminine eyebrow flirtatiously.Tim took the subtle hint and offered me a light. My heart swooned as Iaccepted.Oh my God, I thought. He really thinks I'm a woman. A real older woman!I felt blanketed by a feeling. Two of them were well practised operations, but the third, most difficult, was one they had never attempted before, and were unsure of. It seemed to be mending well, in fact, better than they had expected. Another few days, and Clare could be released.Though they could keep an eye on her while she was in the facility. And she was sedated, they could have no knowledge of how she will react when she got home. It was close to two weeks after Clare was admitted that the doctors felt she was okay to.