" Are you always this nosy about what other people do?" Well, I like to know who I am talking to, more than just their names. I need to know something...about them as well." Well, you never answered my question. Do you date guys?" That's because you answered one of mine with that question, and I don't respond to questions like that." You're pretty intense for such a young girl. Do you know that?" No. I don't think so. I just want to get to know you better. Are you going to answer my question?". On the road," George said quickly, recovering. "I wondered if it was yours."Allison looked at him as though he was behaving more than a little oddly. "No," she said, "I don't have a cat." Well, let's go," George thought it would be better to change the subject. "Did you have anywhere in mind, because if not..." Yes, I did, actually," Allison said. "I do like Italian food so I thought we could try that new restaurant in town."George was quite relieved at not having to make the decision. "Yes,". Its four massive radial piston engines rumbled as it passed over. The Tu-4 was due for retirement from the DA-V.V-S (Dal'niya Aviatitsya-Voenno.Vozdushniye-Sily = Long Range Aviation of the Soviet Air Force). A faithful reproduction of the American Boeing B-29, it had been the mainstay of the Soviet strategic bomber force in the early 50s.The lovers both looked at each other and knew what the other was thinking. 'Height, destination?' Aviation ran in their blood like red corpuscles."Night. " Listen," she said. "Something to remember is that if you are a women, itdoesn't take transition for you to be a woman: you already are. A womanis not defined by what's between her legs. You aren't defined by what'sbetween your legs. The world puts a lot of pressure on people to be whothe world wants them to be. Sometimes people are given an identity thatdoesn't match them and makes them very confused. It's natural. How couldyou not?" I'm attracted to women though," I said. "Doesn't that mean.