“So, how long?”, Divya Ma’am asked. “It’s been about 3 years Ma’am”, I replied. “I’ve always been drawn to a woman’s clothes and h...ve always wanted to be feminine. I am scared. I’ve always been scared. Am I going crazy? Am I ill?” I let out all these questions that had been haunting me for years. “Not at all my dear”, she said, “It is normal, completely. First, you need to relax. Take deep breaths. Now, since there is no one in class, you can call me Akka (elder sister). And listen to what I. There was a full fire, piled with crackling logs, providing the warmthand light for the whole room.She rose to meet me and flung her arms about me even before I had chanceto look at her properly. She kissed me fully on the lips such that Icould taste her expensive lipstick, then hugged me tightly. 'Welcomeback, Pippa. We've missed you darling! Though I would prefer you in morefeminine clothes. I hope this isn't a change of heart?''No, I'm desperate to change; I really hate these male clothes.. Their father was concerned about their feelings, and I suppose it was in me to feel sorry for him and the kids both. I wouldn't have wanted to feel abandoned by my folks at their age."Brenda, I wasn't going to say anything about this until Christmas day. That is the day after tomorrow. You do have more say in this than you know. I have been to an attorney and have decided to incorporate the business. I am keeping 25% of the shares for myself. You and Mom will each have 20%. The 30% unassigned. She looks thru the peephole & laughs, opens the door and receives a large thin package from the postman. She signs for it and thanks him & shuts the door with relief. Collectively our hearts were beating so hard you could hear them. This is one of the constant negative reminders we have that hang over our heads like the sword of Damocles. Duly noted. Things are very new between us, so our tolerance for bullshit is high right now. So am I, my brain has been working overtime pumping these potent.