She discussed the length of my treatment, which was to be inthe form of one; ninety minute session each week (Wednesday's @ 3:30pm),and the methods sh... would employed, and finally she discussed my patientconfidentiality, and covered what I would need to tell my employer,regarding my weekly treatment and absents from the workplace.Then it was time for my first short 'induction' therapy she explainedthat she was going to implant certain 'trigger phrases' in mysubconscious that would help her and. Sometimes she would even give out a smile as she passed by me. But I didn’t have the courage to go talk to her face to face.One day I decided to follow her cab to see who else works in her office. One of the guys in the next street did. He used to come to the corner shop to smoke and I made friends with him. After a couple of weeks, we became close and used to discuss girls and random things that every bachelor does.Then I started asking him about Sumaiya as they both went in the same cab. He. She only lets me off the hook by promising to phone her. It is well after dark by the time I enter my home and finally can take my treasured platforms off. Later, while concluding my diary entry for the day, the shocking realization springs out on the page: 'I not only enjoyed dressing as a girl today, I most thoroughly enjoyed being a girl.'I couldn't believe what I have just written."This can't be true!" I say walking over to the mirror. But the reflection in the mirror is not makeup or. “Bitch, what took you so long?” He grumbled and walked right into my house.I held the door open for Hank and then closed it gently and followed them into my kitchen. Tony was sitting on a stool at our island and opening his clipboard. He started pulling out papers.“Hank, can you go upstairs and check the seals from yesterday?” Tony said without raising his head.“You got it boss.” Hank said in a cheerful voice and turned to walk back to the stairs.I heard his footsteps on the stairs as I.