I spent the first month of my transition cherishing every single momentof the incredible adventure I was living. My daily ritual included takingmy thr...e magical pills -oestrogen, progesterone, antiandrogen- somethingI would do still naked straight after getting up from bed. Much in asymbolic way, seeing myself in the nude in the mirror while performingthe single, most effective action towards my puberty helped put me inclose contact with my female essence.My first week into transitioning went. My heels clicked through the house as I searched for my wife."In here," she called from the living room.She was sitting on the sofa sipping a glass of red wine. I entered theroom and I watched her mouth fall open."Oh, my God," she gasped. "Turn around."I spun slowly, doing my best runway impersonation, giving her the fullpicture."You're gorgeous," she said, clearly amazed. "I never would havebelieved it." She patted the seat beside her, "have a seat."I sat, crossing my legs femininely."Aren't. "Bobby gathered up the hobbled horses and restored the packs to their backs. With constant prodding from Storm Who Walks, Bobby was finally ready to travel. He and his train of pack animals were directed to move at a brisk lope to the nearest town, which was about an hour away. Bobby was directed to go to the livery stable and sell the horses he had. He was told to buy a pack mule that was trained to follow without a lead rope. This turned out to be very nearly an even swap, since a mule. I thought it will not possible to finish the project unless we work full night. I called my hubby and informed him that I have to stay at night in office to finish the work.Around 8 pm Shankar went to his home (which is near to the office) to bring casual dress for all. Shankar came with a bermuda and t shirt for Babu and a skirt (his sister’s) and a white transparent kurta for me. After 10pm we have had our dinner and our work finished at around 12.30 am in night. No one there in the office.