“No. Sounds like your confusing it with lightning.”He shakes his head. “No. Lightning is on stormy nights, and it’s shorter, with just flashes...of light, and it’s all white. Fairy Night is on calm nights, and it goes for several minutes, and it’s all these colors.” He cocks his head at me. “Are you sure you haven’t seen it?”“Yes. I’m out here every night, and I’ve never seen it. Never even heard of it before.” This concerns me. “How come I’ve never seen this? How long has this been going. I don’t think she had many sophisticated relationships back home. It sure sounds as if some of the stuff we heard from Charlie about there not being much to do so you drink and screw. Charlie had a very different reaction to her situation than Crystal had to hers. It could be the guys, or some other thing, too. But I agree. It’s an issue of maturity.”“So now what?”“I won’t see her this week because I’m leaving for Boston in the morning and won’t be back until Wednesday night. I want to make the. I found the notion off-putting, but I didn’t want to tell you that because it was your fantasy and since I believed I couldn’t get pregnant, it was moot anyway. It was only when my breasts were developing to make milk that I realized sooner or later we’d need to face this. I’m sorry, Casey -- I can’t.” She wept, her shoulders shaking. “I don’t want to disappoint you, especially tonight.” She continued sobbing.“Andie, don’t...”“I’m sorry, Casey -- I thought all the emotional weepy stuff would be. "Sherry rolled her eyes. "I don't like sissies as a concept," Sherrysaid. "It's hard enough for trans women without some mincing princessturning the volume up. You make everyone think that all we wear is pinkwhile we're dusting."Mistress leaned back. "Sherry, Sherry. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you'rewrong. A sissy is indeed an extreme transvestite. But a sissy, aproperone, isn't trying to be a woman. She's trying to be a sissy. Thiswasn't Bethany's choice, not consciously. She really is a sweet.