After lots of sessions with my psychiatrist he asked my mum into theroom and said that he was convinced that I was Trans gendered and that Ihad a girl...'s mind, this was a bit of a shock to me as I hardly knew anygirls at all.Mum hugged me that night and suggested that I should try dressing ingirls' clothing as an experiment to see if I felt more comfortable likethat but just at home for now, I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Okaythen."On my next visit to see my Psychiatrist, Mr Pritchard, he. The smell was intoxicating. I snuck up behind her and encircled her waist, burying my face in her hair and inhaling the fragrant aroma of her shampoo.She leaned back against me and I cupped her breasts, teasing the hard, pierced nipples through her top. I admired her body as she performed her domestic duties, anticipating putting it to a better use later that evening.Gemma impressed me with her cooking skills, even managing to produce a sumptuous dessert from the limited contents of the. Phir mai use usi din raat ke 2.00 baje ek sms kiya aur usne jhat se hi reply kiya aur bola mai tumhara hi intezar kar rahi thi aur aise hi apne chating chalu hui …Ek din jab apne skul me teachers day tha to hum sab log teacher bane hue the aur mai laibrarian bana tha aur lab me akele baith ke book me ghusa tha…. Tabhi usne mujhe text kiya ki mai kaha hu …Maine bataya …Usne phir pucha ki akele ho …Maine kaha han…Itna send karte hi maine dekha ki vo jhat labrary me aai aur darwaja band kar di. I had briefly thought my ordeal to be nearly over when he told me totake the bra off; I just wanted to take all that girly stuff off, havea shower and go home! This hope was soon dashed as he passed me aflimsy pink nighty; it was even more girly than what I had beenpreviously made to wear. I tried to play for time slowly putting on three coats of lipstick andstruggling to pull the tight nighty up over my heels. I wasted a fewmore seconds wriggling it up over my hips and hooking the thin.