"I mean you really dress up nice." Silence. "I figured we might talk a little, maybe get to know each other." Finally she spoke. "You're a nice lookin... man, and you seem sincere. You DO know that I'm a man too, right?" The ice was broken. "Yes, I know that you're man too. But I mean it when I say that you're pretty. I've always had a thing for crossdressing, and I'm not uncomfortable to say it." She grinned and replied "I come to Vegas twice a year to escape. I work in the post office in. I cleaned up the kitchen first and cooked a simple, yet nutritious meal for mama and papa. I fed mama and forced papa to have something to eat. I made sure mama had her medicines and put her to bed.The hard medicines that the doctor had prescribed made her drowsy, and she was barely awake through the day or night. Papa spent all his time sitting in the old wooden chair next their queen sized bed, or right next to her on the bed, wiping away any saliva that dripped from her mouth. It was. She genuinely liked Bert. He was so different from his father. The only problem was having to look at his splendid naked body after so many years without. She wished Gretchen would loosen up and at least show some more skin. It would be nice to see Bert get hard again.As Maidchen's mind was drifting, Bert let out a sigh, and as if by some almost-forgotten reflex, she was beside him, cuddling up close, before she realized what she had done. Awareness brought with it a bit of alarm, and she. ”It was goodbye. Whether it was forever, I couldn’t say at the time. I let her go and stepped back to smile at her as tears started to spill down my cheeks and then I turned to go. Downstairs, Mom decided to take one more chance to rage at me.“What did you do to her?!!?” she demanded loudly.“What are you afraid of,” I asked quietly. “Worried I killed her too? Or worried I went up there to make her a woman like I never did for you?”Patty and Dan were unprepared for her to launch herself at me.