It made me so alive, the feeling of the silky of the dress, andthe restricting skirt, while I discovered myself...I came for the 1st timeI recall.... ...hat was the 1st time I remember. From there I starting todress more.Going to goodwill during college breaks to pickup some dresses or try ona wedding dress.There was a time I explored much more of my femininity in my late 20'searly 30's. Going out dressed en femme, shopping shopping =), going toclub dances, meeting other sisters like me, goin to. I use to call him bhaiya. We both are very friendly with each other and we share all types of talk whether it is about girls or sex. I was in my final year of graduation and with the same time i was working as karate trainer in an organization for my pocket money and i used to get 5000rs/month. In the month of april when my final year exam were about to start and suddenly there was a marriage proposal for my bhaiya.Every one in my house was happy and even i was very happy. My bhaiya started. Since it was Saturday night, Jessica agreed to order food in so after some debate we agreed to order a curry. Since it would take around an hour to arrive, Jessica explained she wanted to take a bath and would return with the food in an hour. I was then so disappointed when she approached to shove the sodden scarf back into my mouth and secure it in the same way she did earlier. Just like this morning, the long silk scarf was wrapped twice around my face and I was completely silent once again. He was still upset and I cried as I apologized to him, eventually getting him to allow me to blow him as I begged for his forgiveness. He came on my face and I licked up the cum as I smiled up at my lover, glad he had returned to give me another chance. Our next three days were spent together before the doctor set up our appointment for my procedure. When everything was ready, I found myself wearing a clean, white gown and lying on my back in the clinic’s sterile room. Ernesto had my legs.