While exploring myself anally I never did think to call into question how that could have possibly related my gender identity nor did I think of what ...t meant about my sexuality in any way. I was biologically a boy, enjoyed masturbating, very thoroughly enjoyed anal stimulation, and enjoyed dressing like a girl. It wasn't till the mid-teen years of course that I bothered to start to call into question if my appreciation for those things related in some way to my sexual preferences or sexual. "Sidney's eyes widened as he realized that she was right. "Shit," hemuttered, not having realized just how easily he'd started acting likeCasey until that minute. How quickly they'd started acting like eachother.Gulping Casey said, "We have to get back to normal soon, or...." Sheleft the rest unsaid. Sidney nodded, knowing just what she meant. Ifthey stayed as each other for too long, who knew what might happen."I think I'd better get going," Sidney said quietly, glancing over andnoticing. ”“Don’t worry about it. You’re not going to be driving.” She set a small, tulip-shaped glass of clear liquid in front of him, returning to her tasks as he dutifully swirled and sniffed.“Grappa? No, eau de vie. I think it’s...” He sniffed again, then took a microscopic sip of the fiery liquid. “Mirabelle?”“You are, as always, the cleverest of drunkards. Yes, it’s mirabelle eau de vie. Notice anything else?”“It’s ... sweatier than usual.”“Which means?”“It’s sloppily distilled?”“Could be,” she. He then returned to the attic, and retrieved the one box that was not empty. He carried that one down to the master bedroom, and set it on the floor. Climbing the attic steps once more, he thought, Since it has a Mansard roof, this attic might make a good home office space, if I could get an air conditioner/heater unit installed in one wall beneath the window. In fact, if we got two of them, we could split it into effectively two rooms, and Alice could have one end for her space. I wonder if it.