My ex was a bit of an introvert, so it had been some time since I had been to my usual bar. It was about 9:30 and the place was already a bit lively. ...ou could tell that everyone was there to have a good time to usher in 2004. The barmaid had put on the local TV station and it was broadcasting New Years in Times Square. The DJ was playing some kick ass tunes and the bar keep had just given everyone a beer on the house. I spent about a half hour looking about the place to see who was who, and. I also said that since I was paying I had some say about what she would wear.We got her new lingerie and I was surprised to find she now wore a 36DD bra. The way she was dressed when I picked her up it wasn't apparent. We did not get her any pantyhose but garter belt and stockings.I also helped her pick out some new dresses and all of them showed off her bust. Since she was shorter than anyone else in the family she had always worn shoes with some heel. We got her six new pairs of shoes. All. "What did you get done in the bedroom yesterday John", his father asked. "I didn't see much difference when I got home yesterday." John pictured himself in the little room jerking off his hard cock while looking at his father's gay magazines. He remembered how horny he got with precum juices flowing out of his dick like a river."I took some measurements so I could get some materials for the work", he told him. His cock started to get harder in his pants thinking about yesterday's events in the. So I got to know all of Derek's and my old school friends againwhile pretending not to have met them before. Previously I had been theboring older brother but now I was much in demand as the fun loving,outgoing older cousin. My life settled down into some kind of normalcy,but I missed Paris. Most of all I missed Michelle, Bridget andFrancoise. Here, at home, I also missed not being me. Yes, I was in avery confused mental state as to my true gender. Still, only one moreyear of being Britney..