.somehow...freed. It was as though thisenormous burden had been lifted from my shoulders."And will you remain a woman? Or do you intend to hide for ...he rest ofyour life."Marti was challenging me."This, what you see, is who I really am. When I leave here in thespring, I will continue life as a woman. I never stopped taking thehormones. I just found other sources and recently I began to see anendocrinologist."Marti continued to hold me by my arms. Frankly, I enjoyed the physicalconnection. . "Young lady," he said sternly. "Sit down."I laughed. "Daddy! I was enjoying that!"But he suddenly became very parental. "These are the ground rules," he began. "We're not going to do this. I don't want you walking around naked. I don't want you kissing me on the mouth. I don't want you playing with my crotch. We're going to have normal father-daughter boundaries in this house. Do you understand me?" Daddy!" Do you understand me!" Yes," I said."I don't want you to think I don't love you," he. My SIL is dusky and really beautiful 28 yrs, 5’5”, big breasts, and a fairly good ass and looks very beautiful in a saree (which she always wore low, and her blouse would show a cleavage), this always turned me on. I always fantasized making love to her and masturbated many times thinking of her. She was not used to bike rides so she sat carefully holding the carrier (without holding me), after about 2 min of riding we came over a pot-hole (common on Mumbai roads). I tried to avoid it but could. During the week it wasn't uncommon for me to be the only person in the place at times. I had even gotten to the point that if I knew I was the only one there I wouldn't even put my pants on to go into different booths. I just walked the halls in just my hose which was kind of hot. On a few occasions I noticed a guy come in around 4 or 5 in the morning. He was always wearing leather stuff and I got the distinct impression he was into the S&M type scene. There was a bar not far from there that.