I chased after, watching her skirt billow up around her butt, her skinny legs flashing in the hot Texas summer sun. She was fast, but I'm faster. Mayb... 'cause I wasn't wearing clodhopper leather boots, but regulation black California high top Keds. We got to the trees lining the creek at the same time, both of us panting fast and loud, grinning at each like idiots.She ducked under the low tree branch, and scuttled, hunkered down. through the dense tree trunks to our swimming hole. Years before,. And I wasn't freaking out about it like I thought I would.What was I becoming? Transgendered? Transexual?I had no idea.All I knew right now was standing outside my house was a previouslycisgender man, dressed for all intents and purposes like a woman, acissy. And I was starting to think of myself as a woman and of theclothes I was now wearing as my own clothes. I was wearing my pantiesand bra, my slip, my pantyhose, my boots, my wedding dress, my veil andmy makeup.How had it got here?It had. The horns have little bumps across the top every few inches. He is a light tan with black markings on his throat and lower neck. He has a little white beard, too, so he is an old fellow. He doesn't make any noise, but he runs quickly up and down the hills.We drop down to the ground as soon as we see him. We stay there for about fifteen minutes and then we start slowly forward. The thought of goat meat gets me salivating, and I hope we can get one or two. Goat is not lean like deer; lots of fat. All of thoseyears, I watched you follow your father around like a little version ofhim. But I've never had a little version of me. Now you're not going tobe a girl for very long, you know. Can't you indulge me for just thesummer?" A tear dripped down her cheek. The rest of the ride home, Sheiladrove in silence.Chapter 8Teen QueenThe next morning, Sheila was off to an early appointment and decided tolet Brad sleep in. With a mother's intuition it told her something wasn'tright, and after her.