Dazu k?me, dass ich bei der Hochzeit meinen richtigen Vater wiedersehenw?rde, den ich seit der Scheidung meiner meiner Eltern nicht mehr gesehenhab. E...in Wiedertreffen als Frauen f?nde ich da sehr schwierig.Montag soll die Schule wieder anfangen. Ich machte mir Sorgen, was soll ichanziehen? Wie wirke ich auf meine Mitsch?ler? Wie sehen die Mitsch?ler undLehrer ?berhaupt im anderen Geschlecht aus? Werden sich meinerSchulleistungen ver?ndern?Vielleicht machte ich mir einfach zu viel Sorgen.Ich. Maine nahaake black colour ki nighty pehn li. Maine na to neeche bra pehni aur na hi panty. Maine baal khole hue the aur main kitchen ka kaam karne lag gayi.Kaam khatam karne ke baat main bed pe let gayi aur Aslam ke sath hue sex ko yaad karne lagi. Main thaki hui thi to meri aankh lag gayi. 5 baje ke pass kise ne darwaza khatkhataya. Meri neend khul gayi aur maine ghadi dekhi. Maine socha ki is waqt kon aaya hoga.Ye sochte hue main darwaaze ke pass gayi. Jab maine darwaza khola to main hairaan. He moved close to me and pushed me back until I fell backwards onto the bed. He pushed up the hem of the negligee, revealing my nice trimmed cunt and pushed his face into it. His rough tongue sent a wave of sexual energy through me and I instinctively spread my legs. My boss tongued my wet hole and now and again sucked and teased my clit. His hands came into play and, parting my sweet lips, he began to finger me with three fingers. I was desperate to have him finger fucking me. I moaned. I. Because my failure to do so has affirmed that she is who I am and who I was meant to be. The fact that my desire to be a woman would never go away, but had become instinctual helped prove to me that I was never truly a Jeff, but always a Jenn. She wasn’t a fetish or some deviation on being bi or gay, but real flesh and blood femininity. Whenever I was her, I felt right and whole. Whenever I see her in the mirror or a photo, I know she is me.And I am so glad, so very glad, I embraced myself.