With each change, Kelli assured me that Carlos would lose a little more of the hostility he still had for me even as a former male. And I was happy to...discover that my wife was right. As I started adopting more and more feminine traits, Carlos stopped seeing me even as a former male, and more like the subordinate femme sissy that I've become. The latest change—a pair of 36-inch breast implants—were the most successful. Now Carlos no longer even refers to me as "he" and "him." It's strictly. The 3rd type is the bottom who wants to get fucked. Now these guys aren't like the others because they blend in well and you can't tell them apart. They could look like a guy who wants to suck you off or a watcher but you have no idea until you get in the booth. They can look like a top or a bottom but you never know till you close that door. I digressSo on this day I walk upstairs to the booths and it's not many guys up there today so I'm guessing I have to just beat off to some porn and catch. It was a trip that would take two full cycles of the seasons. He couldn't imagine being away from his family and his village for that length of time. It was too much of a sacrifice and a hardship that they were asking of him, asking of all of his family."Two, if we are to learn this wondrous new craft, and reap a full harvest from new knowledge, we need someone to go that has the eyes and the gift of understanding that only you have shown. If I had your abilities in this way, I would volunteer. "Oh hell yeah, don't worry about that", I said while I finished dressing then gathered my things and headed out the door,"I'll see you tomorrow or if not then I will call you, OK", I told her as I headed out the door.I wasn't sure what Tracy's situation was at work but was afraid she would claim there was an emergency then go home and...........who knows what ?. When I got to the house I was relieved that I didn't see her car there first. I went inside and began to survey the house as my eye.