" She sighed, running the tip of hertongue over chapped, unpainted lips. "But now what? Do you... areyou thinking you want to transition?" God, no!... he blurted, "Can you imagine this parading around in askirt and heels?"She giggled."Exactly! And that's kind of my point. By the time I knew aboutpeople like Christine Jorgensen and Ren?e Richards it was too late forme; I was already tall and gawky, with size twelve feet! There was noway I'd ever be presentable as a woman, and I knew what. Molly was silent for several moments when I finished. ‘Do you think it’s the pills?’ she asked quietly. ‘I don’t know. It could be. They have all kinds of side-effects. None of them good.’ ‘Do you think it’s over for you two? Oh god, I hope not. You are so right for each other.’ I caught the note of desperation in her voice. ‘She not the same girl any more, Molly. She’s changed and not for the better. I just have to accept that and go on,’ I said as calmly as I could. ‘Oh Tory, I’m so sorry.. "Please...I need..." I trail off, unsure of what I want to ask for, just knowing I need him inside of me.He laughs at me. "You need what?"I feel myself flush as I try to formulate a response. I clamp my thighs together, trying to ease the ache between my legs, and his quick and sharp slap across my thigh quickly convinces me to open them again.I open my mouth to speak, but I'm still unable to come up with the words I want.In a rush, I blurt it out. "I need you inside me." Nothing. No response. " I hate to break it to you but this is a seat-free performance. It's the college fall festival and we'll be on a campus common area." I'll manage." Okay." She paused. "So, your leg. Is that from the shot you blocked in Philly?" He turned and she giggled at his expression."Why, Ryan, am I to understand that you watched my game? Without me even asking?" Oh, shut up." She tried to scowl but couldn't, and ended up laughing. "Yes, I watched." I am so flattered. And yes, that's why I'm skipping.