I had taken plenty of bras off Germaine but I could not get the bra offme so I tried on various tops hoping trying to find one which would notshow the...bra underneath.It was a black lace bra.I decided against a white shirt knowing how I could often see Germaine'sbra through a white blouse and eventually opted for a loose black teeshirt. I was resigned to having to wear the bra until the evening andjust hoped that no-one would notice. This was despite the fact that Ihad a permanent hard-on.My. You are a victim, and you need my love and protection, not forgiveness.” Karen squeezed me in a tight hug and put her tear-stained face in the hollow of my neck.“Thank you, thank you, my big, strong hero. You have no idea what I was thinking when I walked in here three hours ago. I was so afraid our marriage was over and I had lost you forever. But, Jake I’ve only told you a small part of what I’ve been doing this last six months.”I looked straight into her tearful eyes. “When you started. Been in AA for eight years. I’ll take a soda if you got one.’ ‘I certainly do,’ Karen replied. Smiling, she got off the sofa and headed for the kitchen. Bud and Tommy watched her go. The young man looked at Bud and nodded in the direction of the kitchen. The big man shrugged, grinned sheepishly, then followed Karen. Tommy, smiling, walked down the hallway to his room and began changing his clothes. When he finished, he went out and found his aunt and Bud sitting at the kitchen table, drinking. "Jillsaid she would text me explaining things. She never did. Could youremind her?"I simply nodded. He then turned away to walk off. "Wait...I can explainit," I said finally.He stopped and gave me a confused look. He came back and took a seatacross from me. "I am Jack and Jill. We're the same person," I admitted.He looked at me dumbfounded. "I don't get it." Sometimes I dress up as a boy and sometimes I dress up as a girl," Iexplained."So, are you a boy or a girl?" he asked confused."What.