Then it was my turn to be open and honestwith her. "I am a transvestite, I think I have been all my life, I enjoywearing women's clothes, I enjoy fash...on, make-up and beauty, in fact thewhole female package. But then there is my work person where I exist inmy male role and can function here for a period of time before compulsionand stress drives me back to my female side". "Do you have a pill to cureme" I asked with a smile. Tina smiled and said "thank you for be honest,and now let me be honest. But, due to the unexpected leave is taken by one of the employees, my meeting did not happen. And I was asked to meet him on Monday again.This changed my entire plan and I decided to stay back in Hyderabad instead of travelling back again. As I had no friends in Hyderabad, was getting bored and was checking out my phone and found the lonely angel number saved. I remembered she was there this time to hang out with and spend some time.Immediately sent a WhatsApp text to her “Hey Angel” to which. "Hello?" She called out. We knew someone was home because there were lights on. Mandy smiled back at me and I returned it politely. However, I was having another internal struggle between allowing Mandy to lead me on and just turning and leaving.For a second, there was nothing. Then we heard footsteps and "Mandy?" Then a blonde came into the kitchen. She wore an oversized pajama top and apparently not much else. The top fell to the tops of her thighs, covering everything important. I didn't. I made my way along the canal and over the bridge eventually arriving to find that the stall wasn't open for another half hour so i took a seat and sent her a text telling her not to hurry and she appeared at the caravan door which was only about thirty yards away and gave me a wave.I was about to look at the news on my phone when she suddenly appeared outside the caravan wearing a long white vest that barely covered her arse while carrying a bucket of water and a sponge. She then walked over.