I was reading Freebird's thread on how her boobs are suddenly springing out into the world
https://www.susans.org/forums/index.php/topic,226521.0.html and it did bring back memories (or is it mammaries?) of those lovely early days.
I think us oldies can get a bit 'been there done that' which is sad so lets have a reminisce and a laugh.
After about 2 years I went back to my Family Dr who had started me on my life as me. He was a lovely man who had looked after my health and cared for me for many years and when I finally got the courage to tell him that I was TG, I think that he finally knew why I had a history of depression and alcohol abuse. He was so glad that I was finally happy.
Anyhow he called me in to the office from the waiting room and I had cycled to the clinic so I was wearing lycra and tight lycra at that. Hey I like the bod, I show it!
He looked over his bi-focals at me, smiled and said with feeling "Great Rack." Immediately blushed and we both laughed our way to his desk.
So what are hear your stories!