I didn't stay long, but a quick glance at the four naked breasts and my sister's face buried in the other girl's pussy was more than enough to tell me... I'd been right.As I crept back to my room I happened to look into Natalie's room and saw her high school annual lying on her desk. Careful to notice exactly how it was sitting I picked it up and flipped through it until I came to the sports section. I peered at the picture of the basketball team, but there wasn't anyone named Chris.My heart. I was alone.I found a doctor and started my hormones. I quit my job and found a place that actually had better pay and closer to my home. They also understood about my situation and worked with me. To everyone that worked there, I was Sara.I also spent time on my wardrobe. You'll be surprised what thrift stores and such contain for the new woman on the go. The best part was the lingerie shopping. Soon I had a closet filled with frilly skirts and dresses with shoes to match. I also had a dresser. She was extremely into it and we both enjoyed her company. We met at 12 p.m. in central Montreal, the weather was nice and sunny, not too warm not too cold. We decided to grab a cup of coffee in a nearby coffee place and we sat down to chat and to get to know each other as well as tell her the things that we like. She was very pleasant to talk to and very interested in her work. We talked for an hour about our sexual experiences, us being a straight transgender female and male couple, what we. " She informed me and her face became rather serious as she added, "I want to make it clear to you that I want a straight forward massage and please keep strictly within my limits." "I am a professional madam and will behave in a professional manner at all times. If at anytime you feel uncomfortable or want the massage to stop just say so. Now do you feel really stressed out?" I asked. "Well, after the rigors of the past few days yes I do, very stressed out." "Well that's why I am here and.