Using just the pads of the fingertips of his left hand, Robbie began to barely graze the fine body hairs of her lower abdomen, scribing smaller and sm...ller circles as he zeroed in to the top of the crease that ran down between her legs. He continued his rotational caresses and, though he was just barely making contact with her skin, he could see the goosepimply bumps starting to rise on her arms and chest.He saw the slightest shiver of her butt, and her hips appeared to burrow down in a slight. On the days that Penn visited Tsanja for their regular meetings, Penn could see that Tsanja looked confused, as she kept coming across reminders of all that had changed. She was tired, and increasingly relied upon Penn for emotional support. As with Penn, Tsanja could not muster any emotional connection to the missing children, and the conversations he had with her were very strange, an objective examination of what had been happening, and ideas about what to do about it, but no fire, no. So she shook my hand and leaned in and we said our goodbyes. But when she stood up straight, she kept a hold of my hand and just smiled at me for a few seconds. I was starting to feel kind of awkward until she looked around and then leaned back in and with her mouth right next to my ear, and said, "Do you remember when you checked the house while Jill and I were gone a few years ago?"Not sure were she was going with that, I said, "Uh, yeah." Do you remember watching anything on the computer?",. ...and... and... now... I was being turned into... what... how? Idon't even look like a woman.The tear landed on my apron as I rose. I picked up the bra andpanty. My tear settled right on pink border of my apron and left awet reminder of my fragility. My knees began to shake and I felt mylegs nearly collapse. What choices did I have? It was either doingthis or a long time in jail. Maybe I'd be sexually forced in jail aswell. I knew it could happen. My size, although still manly out here,might.