Seeing myself reflectedin the mirror, while I was in girl's clothes, made me realise that Idid not look like the rebellious street youth that I had al...aysthought of myself as. No... I looked like a girl. Maybe I hadsubconsciously always known it, and that was why I had tried to actlike such a macho ass hole? I had always fought, very hard when anyonehad ever called my masculinity into question.Now, no matter what I felt about boyhood, I could not deny that I waslooking at a girl.Strangely, I. So, if this is truly what you want, and you're ready for some big changes, here's what we're going to do. First, and very important, I'm going to have you sign a contract I've made up, just so we have a little something in writing. It just basically says that you want me to help you make your dream of becoming a woman come true. For this to really work, you're going to need to completely trust me, and not keep any secrets from me, okay? I'm going to have you give me some personal information,. As one of the senior partners Lionel was rather held in awe by the secretarial staff. He specialised in inheritance and probate work. Allison had worked on a few things for him but nothing recently. She’d always found him pleasant and while some of the office thought he was a bit stand-offish she’d quite liked the way he’d always taken the trouble to explain exactly why he was asking her for whatever it was that she had to do and she’d quite enjoyed his cultured manner and self-deprecating. " It's bullshit, Rebecca, and you know it. You wouldn't even have an investigation without me. You know I could just stop showing you all this stuff." Now there's a hollow threat if I ever heard one."She had point, what really sucked was that we both knew she was right. "Dammit Rebecca, it would be a lot easier if I knew what was going on. I might be able to do more." How? What difference would knowing their names make? Would it open up other information?" Maybe. With their names and some real.