"What I mean is, you took those pills knowing it would change you, andyou took them because you wanted to be a girl more than anything else inthe worl..., which is what your father doesn't get." We stopped and satdown on a bench, then, "No matter what happens from now on, you'llalways want to be a girl, and probably will succeed some day, but yourfather is one of the macho types, and he expected you to want to be likehim, not me!" Taking my newly manicured hand in hers, she asked, "Tellme, do you. I met her for a drink. She was younger ( 38 ) than me and somewhatattractive but a bit on the heavy side. We had a nice chat and drink andwe went ours separate ways and I did not expect to hear from her again.A week later,she phoned and said that she had a suggestions for me.Would I be willing to do what she said. Would I trust her. She said itmight be worth my effort. She asked what sizes fit me- I said XL pantiesand 40B bra. She meet her at Sophia’s Lingerie the next day at 6pmSophia’s is a. Vermont isn’t that far from Manhattan. Anyway, I think your idea of a train ride in the snow is romantic. It’s the first time we’ve been able to sleep together in public.’ ‘Even with you complaining all night about the tight fit of the seat?’ Brenda said, with one of her trademarked radiant smiles on her face. ‘Being close beside you was worth the torture. Speaking of which, look at that young couple several rows up the car. They look like they are sitting in the same seat. And they are so. She was not easily discouraged. "Are we gonna do this?"We roamed the ship. We would stop in the passages and little alcoves that we could find. Because of the weather, few people were leaving the large passenger area on deck 2 with the over-priced under-cooked food and the bad coffee. If some institute of passion issued degrees in kissing, groping, innuendo and direct invitation, then surely Silkie wouldbe a post-doctoral fellow, as it were. We were bundled up for the rough weather, but.