Clearing his throat, he said, "Are you ... are you married my child? Well ... uhmmmm ... whatever happens in the marriage bed is considered sacred in ...the eyes of the lord but..." Oh, I'm not married but my boyfriend is. Cool, he always fucks me in the ass in his marital bed when his wife is out of town. Okay, on to my next confession..." Wait, no, no. That's not what I meant. I was trying to say..."I could barely contain my laughter. "Relax, pops, I was just kidding you. I know that adultery is. She smiled at me and said “Take those heels off and put your feet up, its wine time.” As I undid the straps and slid my shoes off I caught her eyes, they were transfixed on my feet. I almost thought I heard a gasp as I swung my legs up and leaned back my toes pointing towards her. We chatted idly for a bit, telling each other about our stories of how we transitioned, talked about hair, make up, just normal girl talk. What I found odd was that her eyes were always glancing down at my toes. I. Apparently I was fine and as such there was nothing which was shocking for me, youngsters do masturbation and up to an extent it is good for them but it is not good for females like me to see them doing that. Like I said earlier I was leading unhealthy married life from last few years and I was untouched by my husband from more than a year and that was first time I was realizing absence of sex in my life.I knew that I will not die if I will not have sex but still I could feel some sort of. The shoes Lisa had picked out were also pink and had high 3" heels, with a buckled ankle strap.It was amazing Lisa seemed to make so very little of the entire episode of helping to dress her little brother in girls clothes, it was as though it had been something we had shared for years.To compliment my outfit she placed a string of white pearls around my neck and gave me several thin silver bangles to wear on my right wrist and a girl's watch on my left.I looked and felt totally feminine, and I.