Sandy and the other girls stole nervous glances at each other while the instructor glanced around the room briefly."I believe all is in readiness," he...said at last. "Ladies, you may each take a seat on a handler. I will give you two minutes to prepare yourselves anatomically." He glanced at his wrist watch. "After that time, I expect each of you to mount your respective handler. I will then come around to inspect. You may begin."A couple of the young clients seemed confused, but Sandy knew. The stress had gotten to me lately. A lot of coffee, not enough sleep and a constant lack of appetite had caused me to lose some weight. My ribs were starting to show. "You need to relax babe. I know that things are a bit strange right now, but you need to relax a little bit. Me and the kids need you to be relaxed and healthy. "I, on the other hand, wish that I could lose some weight," she said. “You look stunning,” I said instantaneously. “You are so nice. That is why I love you," she said and. She had left home 3 years earlier, finally on herown and in college at USC leaving her family onthe east coast. Those three years had been a watershedperiod for her as she came to accept herself as atranssexual and begin hormone replacement therapy alongwith psychotherapy to prepare her for sexualreassignment. All through her transition she hadkept her plans from her parents. Partly because shefeared being rejected by the people she loved most andpartly because she thought that they would try,. How our meal did not develop into a full blown 'food fight', I will never know. The constant giggling, the talking with slices of pizza hanging out of their mouth, and even the passing of slices as though they were Frisbees, made for a very happy meal. When we had all had enough to eat, I started to clear away the rubbish and empty boxes, and to pick up the bits of food which fell off in mid flight. Jenny said, " I'll help daddy, we can take the boxes right out to the bins" Sky added, " I.