I even had a little work done on my boobs. I was finally comfortable and happy in my body, while remaining a functional male. One might say it was the...best of both worlds. Eventually I did Fiona’s program. That was the real eye opener and finally I felt complete. Having dressed full time as a female since I was 22, I find no one suspects anything now. Being bisexual I have no desire to transition completely. It’s not as difficult to find relationships as you might imagine. Most of my. I mean, how the hell was I going to explain this to the guys when I couldn't even explain it to myself? And I didn't know what to say to Tammy, either. Jeez, what a mess.Anyhow, the next day, she had to work the lunch shift. I went over to the diner and got lunch, then we took a walk after she ended her shift. We ended up back in the park, on a bench, sipping cokes and talking. She had thought a lot about what had happened the previous night. "I was stunned. You know, that's the first orgasm. There was also a skirt – I pulled it on…it was slit up one side and so short my cock almost forced it up – I loved what I was seeing!I was thirsty remembering the pitcher and carefully walked to the kitchen. I didn’t know if I’d ever get the change to dress like this again but I was going to master walking in those feet traps! I used the glass she left for me taking nearly a mouthful…It had a slight burn going down but I liked the taste. A lip-print had been left and I giggled to myself…I’d. I climbed out of the pool, drenched to the skin. Debra remained a discreet distance away, snickering about how well it all worked. Ken too was laughing, saying it was really hard for him not to start laughing as he saw Debra sneaking up. I began to laugh too, as the last time Debra and I had been together, we were by this same pool when Ken, in mock anger, had started towards me and I backed into Debra, shoving both of us into the pool. The difference then was that we'd both been wearing.