. I got the wrong impression."I quickly walk across the room my heart is racing. Trying to composemyself. I check my appearance in the mirror. Smoot...ing and straighteningmy clothes and hair. I say"Thank you for stopping. I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression."I see him walk up from behind me in the mirror and gently place his handson my shoulders trying to cam me."I did not mean to upset you. I've always had fantasies of meeting a realtranssexual like you. Someone that wants and. Then reaching behind, you'll button it up to the nape of yourneck, and, attentively at the mirror, you'll tie a small, neat bow at thepeter pan collar. You're all covered up and buttoned into your dress.You smooth out your dress, front and back and twirl back and forth a fewtimes so that it hangs right. You pull the waist up into place so thatit sits right, above your navel to give the illusion of long legs, and sothat the bodice blouses out the way it should. Another twirl. Nowyou're. Still, I resolved to let her sleep, allowing myself to place a kiss on her forehead as I brought the sheets back around her shoulders. Another sleepy incoherent mumbling, this time with a contented smile on her face. I smiled broadly as I left the room, my heart warming at the sight of her resting peacefully. Stepping into the bathroom, I slung a towel over the shower window and turned on the water, allowing it to heat up. As I waited, I caught a glance at my reflection in the mirror, and. I took the documents and door passes up to the room and handed them over to Emma.“It’s for a couple of months till you get back on your feet,” I said.“You don’t have to do this Paul!” exclaimed Emma.“For the sake of my lovely friend, Lauren, yes I do,” I replied. “The week she spent with us was enough to confirm, as Ruth said, that she was a good person.”Lauren came up and hugged me and I wrapped my arms around her. I was joined by Emma and then Ruth.“If you want, you can always make a new.