Our parents left for a business trip, and we would be alone for a whole week, and I knew that Sara would occasionally sneak boys up to her room. I nev...r really gave it another thought, I guess I just assumed she was having sex, and it wasn’t a big deal. I wasn’t going to tell our parents, my sister and I trusted each other.But one day, late in the afternoon, I waited until Sara had been in her room for a while, and I figured I would burst into her room. So I snuck up the stairs to her bedroom. Though I was not fully dressed up like a CD, with my attire, tattoos, and glossy lipstick, anyone on the platform or train could easily make out that I am a gay or a transgender and that thought gave me an instant kick.It happened on my train journey to Pune a month back. I was wearing a lady v-neck slim fit t-shirt a thigh-sized shorts and slippers with my sexy lady specs on. I also had tattoos on my legs and arms and neck and my whole intention was to look like a t-girl or a gay bottom and it. She would stand at the side of the pit, cheering me on but not joining. When I asked her about it she told me that it was way more violent than what she was used to. A few more Vodkas later, she really opened up and started to chat away about her life, boyfriends and of course the divorce of her parents. When she started to talk about sex it became a bit uncomfortable for me but she seemed oblivious to it. Luckily for me, one of her favorite songs blasted out of the speakers and she pulled me. You look at me - I don't think I can baby - I *smile* and say you don't have a choice - your going to whether you like it or not -- you laugh oh I'll like it - no worries there - but actually doing it is another thing -- don't worry baby - your cock is mine - he knows his place - don't you lucky - I see your cock twitch *grins* -- omg lol you laugh again - I walk over to the cart and grab the tray and bring it to the bed - I grab the champagne and pour it into 2 glasses and hand.