" Jazz. That's nice."She looked at me quizzically."OK." I added quickly.She smiled sweetly again, and moved over to lean against me, taking my hand in...hers.I don't remember much of the drive to my place, what streets I must have taken or how long it took to get there. But suddenly there we were in front of my apartment complex.Wordlessly I opened the door for her and we walked up the stairs to my second floor flat, arms around each other. I barely got the door open and closed before she pulled. "WHAT?!? No way!!!" Said Jess over the phone. I decided that she neededto know what had transpired in Dr. Ramirez's office just now. I was sopissed off and hurt and scared that I didn't know what to do. I brokedown over the phone. "Sweetie...don't cry! Don't worry...I'm gonna go to themall real quick and get you something to help with your tits." "ThanksJess" I said In between sobs. What did we do? Why did I have to be theone having to go through with the trial? I feel like Jess hasn't had. He said that he owed his job and his son's health and freedom tothem. I think we can give the girls a chance."Margo sighed and looked at Trina, offering her a warm, "Alright. But if youget uncomfortable with the girls let us know." Trina shook her head andtold her, "Why would I be? Is it because of what Al used to be? She's agirl like me. Just because she used to be a boy doesn't mean she is weirdor going to do something to me. She likes boys, I can tell from how she wasstaring at Kyle and Amy. I'm going home tomorrow, remember?" I said withmore confidence in my voice than I felt. "You're going to do what I tell you to do," he said sternly. My eyes gaveDoreen a pleading look. She excused herself from the table and took Daisyout to the beach. "Dad, I am going home tomorrow," I said with a hint of a threat in myvoice. My father almost seemed amused by my tone. "And what makes you think that, young man?" The "young man" was added tolet me know just "who" was the boss in this situation..