"She sat back in the corner of the chair, both hands holding the cutglass tumbler."Do you recall what I told you about the type of clients we had at t...eclinic?"He nodded."Well, I was one of them. I'm a transgendered woman."David almost dropped his glass. As it was he spilled a small amount. Hestood up quickly. "I'm sorry!"He looked round for something to wipe the spillage, his head spinning.She drew a tissue out of her bag and commenced to mop the small amountof alcohol. David remained standing. Quickly, she dropped everything on the floor and ran to lock the back door and check the ground-floor windows.The living room was at the back of the house and had a fine big picture-window that looked out over the pond behind the house on one side, and a bay window, with a cozy reading nook built into it, facing the woods to the north on another. As she ran into the room she heard him outside.He was laughing. Full, helpless, doubled-over laughter. She quickly ran over to the bay window and. I just miss hanging out together.We got to Coach's office and he opened the door. Kevin and I walked in and Coach locked the door behind us. I noticed that the door had key holes on both sides. To get out of the office, we had to use a key no matter what.Coach turned around and faced us. A grim expression on his face."You guys know I didn't letter you for a reason right?" he asked.Kevin and I nodded and looked to the ground."The reason why is that I haven't made up my mind yet as to who. The temperature had climbed rapidly right along with us and was now well into the mid or upper eighties. Matt and I were both wearing cutoffs and tee shirts but by the time we reached the crest we were both soaked with sweat.The ridge was just bare rock with only a little low vegetation but we found a place to sit and take off the small packs. Even with the heat the slight breeze sent chills down our backs as the sweat began to dry. However, this didn't last long and soon we were quite.