16. Michelles Dad, I Have Boobs, I Live In NYC

That's a lot to take in, so let me go back two years, I'm living as a woman, because of some very bad decisions in my life, I'm driving for John, Michelle's father, he thinks I'm a woman called Joyce, Michelle is my girlfriend who has been helping me pass as a woman, not because I wanted to be a woman, but because if I tell John who I really am, he will have me arrested for using someone else's social insurance number, stupid really the number is actually mine when I was a man (David).

"David and Joyce" cant have the same number, Michelle's father put two and two together and came up with, well you know what, easy decision for him really, he never liked me dating his daughter, he chose to finger David as the bad guy, so here I am stuck (for now) as a woman, Michelle resents the fact that I dress this way, but until we can come up with a viable plan, it is what it is.

I went on a date recently to the local army barracks where John is C.O. (It seems I have to escort John to functions related to his position in the army) My dates name was Kevin, he was like a lot of men, knew what he wanted and didn't care if I wanted it or not, I was lucky to escape that encounter, and I made a promise not to mention it to his commanding officer as long as he left me alone in future, which leads me to the new chapter in my life.

Michelle decided that to pass as a woman I needed a "boyfriend" to make me believable, She works at the casino in Niagara Falls, and told me she has the perfect guy for me, he's a doctor, very rich, has his own clinic, is from the same area as me, near the race track in Hong Kong, and as an added extra, he supports the same soccer team as me (Manchester United).

Anyway she brought him to the house for dinner one night, not as a date, just as a friend, well it worked out perfectly, we got on great, he was a bit of a nerd and didn't push himself on me sexually, Michelle and I had been on a rocky road up until Andrew came on the scene, Michelle was happy, I was happy to have someone I had so much in common with, and as far as I know Andrew was happy just to have me on his arm at social functions, we even went to watch soccer games and such, I felt so comfortable with him, sometimes I didn't even wear my padded bra which made me look flat chested. A year and a half later, just before my birthday,he asked Michelle why was my chest so flat, she told him I had been in an accident and had both of my boobs removed, two weeks later he asked me if I'd like to visit his clinic, I couldn't think of a reason not to, so I said I would love to go there, we drove for a couple of hours, it was beautiful drive, sunny day, not a care in the world.

We arrived at his clinic just before lunch and I told him I was starving, he told me we could go for lunch after the tour, the only person there was his assistant because it was Sunday, I had no idea what he had planned, he took my hand and I felt a prick in my arm, as I faded to black, he told me "don't worry your in good hands".

I was out for three days, Michelle was going out of her mind with worry as Andrew hadn't told her what he had in mind, I awoke groggy, not knowing where I was, but soon realizing I had an unfamiliar weight on my chest, Andrew was there, I was in a private ward, and he was saying, "happy birthday Joyce", Andrew had given me what every young girl wanted, a size 36b boob job, he told me they were about 38" when I awoke, but he said they would be smaller as the swelling went down, I was devastated, but I was so much out of it, I remember telling him thanks.

He brought me back to the apartment the next day, Michelle was like a mad woman when she realized what he'd done, I never saw Andrew after that day, but, I still have his birthday gift to me ten years later. This was the hardest time for Michelle and I, as she had a very hard time, me having boobs, (Understandable I'd say) I started spending a lot of time on poker web sites, I met a couple from N.Y.C. on the site (888) called Dee Dee and Simon, Six months later her father died, It all went down hill for Michelle and I after that, she was bitter and needed someone to hit out at, me being the closest one to her it all fell at my door.

She told me she wanted me to move out, not because she didn't love me, but she couldn't get past my now 36b boobs, I poured my heart out to Dee Dee, told her everything, she insisted I come live with her in N.Y.C. I had no job, no money as such, and now no girlfriend, what did I have to lose, I went to N.Y.C. that day.

I was there less than two months when Simon started dropping hints about when was I moving out, Dee Dee told me not to take any notice, I couldn't work in the states as I didn't have a green card, so I started doing voluntary work with KOTS (Kids on the Street), More to stay out of Simons way than anything else, I was working on 6th Ave and 59th street where all the rich people live, opposite central park, when I noticed a man looking at some of the paintings I had for sale for charity, He was an older man around 80-85, in a wheel chair, but still dressed very classy, he asked how much my four paintings were, I told him, and he bought them all, on condition I would go to dinner with him that night, His smile warmed my heart.

I didn't feel like a man dressed as a woman that day, he made me feel special, I felt like a real woman being desired by a real man, A voice came from the woman pushing his wheel chair, she said, "he's serious", "I've seen that look in his eyes before, he knows what he likes and I think he likes you dear," I didn't know at the time but it turned out that woman was his daughter, Angela

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