There were empty beer cans, a mostly empty bottle of Captain Morgan. I realized I was alone in my room. Where was Jason? I threw on some shorts and st...mbled to the bathroom. What the hell had we done last night? I splashed some water on my face and it all came back to me at once. OMG, Did I really have sex with my roommate? I ran back to my room. I was freaking out. What had I done? I sat on my bed with my head in my hands freaking out. All of the sudden my door opens and in walks Jason.. My father kind of avoided him but my mother got along with him well.I knocked on the door and when he saw me, he let me in immediately. I stood dripping in the hallway explaining how I hated to bother him but could I hang with him until my parents got home. He cut me off and grabbed a towel and told me to get out of my wet clothes as he hurried upstairs explaining he’d get me something dry to wear. I waited until he disappeared, and stripped quickly drying off my muscular legs. I always felt. Icontinued to see my psychiatrist (a very expensive one, paid for by mydad), but it wasn?t until April 2013- seven years since I?d started mytransition- that the ?final piece? in the puzzle fell into place as Ientered Dr. Phillips?s office and stared into the face of someone I?donly recently heard of, yet felt I knew intimately.?Hi,? I nervously said to the beautiful young woman sat in the waitingroom.?Hi,? she politely replied.?I hope you don't mind me asking,? I continued. ?Are- are you. I can see it on you, dripping off you, the color of murder, of a killer.” Another chuckle, but it was the words he used that sent a painful shiver up her spine. “That’s good. Takes a real predator to be a witch, Beatrice. And, if you really want to do the things ancient witches could do, the things Jacob can do, you gotta be willing to swim in blood, and death.”“I—”“I said think about it, kid. You’re in no shape to make any decisions now. In a couple weeks, when you’re not as mad as a wet hen,.