I had been going onto asite called crossdressers.com for a while, and by 2008, I wascomfortable enough in knowing that she was who I really was to dos...omething about it. I knew there had to be some kind of website aroundto help people like me, and found one about where I could find variouskinds of help. I was still a little scared, so when I finally decidedto call one of the therapists listed, I hoped that something would gowrong. Maybe she wouldn't take my insurance, so it would cost too. They were so much smaller than her own; so pert and contained. Her breasts were always getting in the way, sometimes only for little every day annoyances. For instance she had trouble putting on a belt because her breasts blocked her view down: plus they were heavy, and unbalancing. Now staring at Becca's breasts she felt a pang of envy, and also of curiosity. She gingerly reached out and touched Becca's right breast. It felt the same as her's, only smaller. She gently cupped it in her hand and. Emma was crying openly with happiness. Tim was crying on the inside. He sat in the front pew all choked up watching his sister finally get married and had straightened her life out. Despite her horrible behavior, he missed his late sister.The newlyweds left San Diego for an Alaskan Cruise for their honeymoon. At the hotel, prior to their flight to Seattle, she experienced sex for the first time since her conversion. She was as nervous as any virgin being taken by her husband. She could tell. Nor do I understand why I found a woman a few years older than I very sexy and the knowledge that she was blind, rather titillating.I was worried as she half-ran through the crowd, trying to get away from me, that she would harm herself. Lora, though normally very expert in moving about in locales that she was familiar with, seemed lost as she crashed through people and unmoving objects. I closed the distance, unknown to her, not wanting her to be hurt because of me.And yes, it was I that had.