(chuckling again), I stripped down and figured I would surprise him being nude. I walked silently up the stairs and saw the bedroom door closed. Then ...I heard muffled sounds, so I opened the door, and there he was, on the bed. But he wasn't alone. Our neighbor Joann, who lives two doors down, was there too. She was on top of him fucking him." "Oh shit Carrie, I am so sorry" This must have been bad for her, because tears were streaming down her face now. I didn't know what to do actually. I am. I nodded, she had no idea how tough.“Are you ok?” She said.I nodded but then the tears started again. I held onto Jose’s hand and tried to stop. Amanda moved quickly to me and put her arms around me. I held onto Jose and put my head on her chest. I could not stop crying.“It’s ok baby, it will be ok….” She said in my ear.“My Daddy……called me……a whore.” I said between sobs.“Oh honey, he was drunk and he didn’t know it was you.” She said and rubbed her hand on my cheek and I felt her hug. Should I go back home and change and then come back?” She describes to Cheryl a sexy little outfit that she likes to wear when she goes out teasing.“No, I want to get there for happy hour and see who we want to buy us a drink and pick us up. It’s been weeks since I’ve been on a satisfying date, and I expect to have lots of fun tonight.“I can tell. You’ve got an incredibly sexy dress on. It just shouts that you’re looking for someone for sex.”“You bet.” She pauses. “And you know that you can’t. I am Micheal or rather Michelle. Let me explain that , you see this story starts when I was six or seven. In school I learned the name of a classmate was Michelle and that was the feminine version of my own name. After learning this I really wanted to have that name, explaining to my mother that I should really be a girl and I do not feel like a boy at all. My mom already had taken note of my girlish tendencies and agreed. So since then I had been allow to dress and basically be a girl as much.