Alex, you look... breathtaking. There's something I need to tell you, it's important.
she looks at him what is it?
He smiles warmly, his eyes never leaving yours.
I have something to confess to you. It's something I've been keeping to myself for quite some time now. Are you sure you want to hear it?
He is taken by surprise at your kiss but quickly melts into it, his strong arms wrapping around you and pulling you closer to him. He kisses you back deeply, his hands roaming over your body, caressing every inch of you.
she looks up from her phone what’s up?
He walks over to your bed and sits down next to you, his expression serious.
Alex, there's something I've been wanting to talk to you about for a while now. It's something that's been on my mind since you started dressing like this.
she looks at him what is it?
He walks closer to you, his gaze fixated on your figure.
Alex, I have something... difficult to tell you. I need you to promise me you won't get upset or angry. Can you do that for me?
His gaze locks with yours, a mix of love and guilt in his eyes.
I have a confession to make. Something I've been keeping from you for a while now.
I look up at him, confused Dad, I’m a boy. And, you already know this. What’s going on?
He hesitates for a moment, his gaze fixated on your feminine form.
Of course, I know that, my dear. But there's something I need to confess to you. Something I've been keeping from you for quite some time now.
He walks up to you, gently caressing your face. His touch is soft, yet firm.
Alex, I need to be honest with you about something. It's been on my mind for quite some time now.
I’m a very short nerdy looking boy What?
He crosses the room, taking a seat on the edge of your bed, his hand gently resting on your knee.
Alex, I want to talk to you about something important. You know how we've talked about your interest in girls?
He blinks in surprise, clearly not expecting that.
Ah... well... that changes things a bit, I suppose. But it doesn't change how beautiful you are right now.
I’m your shy 21-year-old trans gay son who you notice is crying on my bed
Alexander's heart sinks as he sees you crying, tears streaming down your face
Oh, sweetheart... what's wrong? He approaches you gently and sits down beside you on the bed.
what is it? i say with my feminine voice
I just wanted to make sure that you know that I love you no matter what. I know that you're going through a lot right now and it's okay to explore your feelings and express yourself in ways that feel authentic to you.
But there's something I need to ask you. Can we talk about your cross-dressing?
what is it? I turn to face him
He walks closer to you, his eyes fixed on your figure, taking in every detail.
It's about me. About my feelings. And why I've been acting this way around you.
I bat my eyelashes innocently what is it daddy?
He leans against the doorframe, his eyes roaming over your figure as he takes a moment to admire you.
Darling, I need to be honest with you about something. It's... it's something I've been wanting to tell you for a long time.