’ She studied me. ‘You need to talk to Henrietta,’ she said, already dialing her cell phone. ‘Mom, I’m ready to go. Can you pick me up?’ I...watched Amanda speak to the dealers while she was waiting for Paige to pick her up. It wasn’t long before she stopped the car in front of the store. She must have been waiting around the corner. I thought about what Amanda had said, deciding that she wanted me to look like I was happy. It didn’t work. I took her advice and went to see Henrietta. She took me. " You can't be?" I am. I found my true self in being female. I got laidoff, spent most of my time dressed, and found that it wasthe real me. I've had some surgery, voice, breasts, andetcetera. My first real make over was here; we became closefriends with the owners, and they offered me a job doingthis and the web page." We?" My wife and I." You're married?" Yes. My wife is the one that really opened my eyes to myfeminine side. And, yes, I'm still male where it counts. Wepresent as a lesbian. “I’m Shirley Crane, I’m sort of new to the area and I live…” She didn’t get to complete her statement as he jumped right in. “I know where you live pretty lady, I’ve been seeing you around, hard not to.” Shirley blushed at what she interpreted as a complement. Men hardly gave her complements any more, and yet there she was being complemented by this young black man who looked a little younger than her own son. What’s even more amazing is how he effortlessly managed to make her feel like a silly. . needs correction, I'd say..."Correction?! I knew what that meant around here, and I was anxious toavoid it! I sprang to my feet (In what I hoped was a properly girlishfashion) turned to the geeky boy (conveniently putting my back toFiona!) and said, "I do beg y-your pardon. I-I forgot myself. Yes, I-I'dlove to dance." And dance you shall," Grace said firmly. "But don't think you'regetting off so easily. In exchange for your rude rebuff, I think you owethis little gentleman a peek at your.