She was a big supporter of mine, but she was no fool. She wasn't anxious to throw her money away on a long shot. Her approval gave me a big lift."Than... you, Nana. That means a lot."I saw my mother glance at my father and give him some kind of sign that I couldn't interpret. Before things got too far, I spoke up."If you aren't sure or want to take some time to think it over, then don't make a decision now. There's more information to be dug out yet and more decisions that affect this plan. Where. ..long one I guess," Dan said sheepishly trying to pick theleast feminine of the two but it didn't really matter.He lowered his head in embarrassment at hearing the girls laugh at hischoice."I think he likes flowers," one of them said as the giggling got louder!Then Mrs. Benson took over sternly snapping her fingers at Dan. The roomgot quiet as she spoke."You come along and be quick about it sissy boy!" she said as sheordered him away and turned to the girls. "You stay quiet in here untilwe get. Trisha had read about boys and men who suffered from gender disorientation and until today she had never seen the struggle they endured until today."Ok!" he smiled. "I'll talk."As it turned out Trisha had been spot on, Ben Weir, as he was known was a secret transvestite but he had never been able to express his obvious female side. Since he had been six he had lived with his Grandma and considering she would have never tolerated knowing her grandson's secret, he had never ever dared to explore. I brought it in, plunked myself down at the kitchen table, and I got serious with the world news, sipping my coffee, after putting on some serious, but ‘happy,’ Bach keyboard music. It occurred to me that drinking just black coffee might not be the thing to keep up my strength, especially if Simone wanted to play around before I had to leave to go work on some reading for my Economics class. I’d need my strength for sure. ‘Balls,’ I said aloud (but thinking about the old joke: ‘Balls,’ said the.