I never tried to get to know her. I judged her just like everyone else. I thought she was an escort! I thought she was using Will for money!I’m a ba... person.Mom, what do I do?What can a person do if they realize they’re not who they thought they were?I always told myself I was helping people.I put her in a hospital. She’s afraid of doctors, and I put her in a hospital!I gave her a fork. I ... I gave her a fork.I hated her.I almost let her leave.“I’m sorry,” Laura mumbled again. “I’m so sorry,. ." How timely thehandsome young pastor's message had been, and how true!She was about to leave when her worst nightmare happened. A man---beardedand scruffy and more than a little dirty---came into the women's room,sauntering as if there was nothing at all wrong with his being here, andheaded for one of the stalls.She knew what he was! A peeping Tom or even a rapist, who could use thesecrazy laws they had nowadays to walk right into the ladies room simply byclaiming he "felt like a woman. Soon they reached the junction of those two roads. She turned the right indicator on and eased the sleek car to a stop at a red light. I wonder what this baby’s got. As the lights turned green, Noella tugged the wheel right and planted her foot hard. The car lurched forward and heaved right as the big V8 got down and dirty with a sweet growl, but there was little wheel spin or tire smoke, as the wizardry of the traction control smoothed out all bad habits of the powerful engine, ensuring it was. That night I was plagued with nightmares. I was trying to get dressed, but found it nearly impossible as my penis was hanging to the floor and my vision of it was not in any way obscured. The reason for that was my breasts had disappeared.I woke up in a cold sweat. Soon after Ashley's eyes opened a little. "You okay, sweetie?" She asked me."Yeah, I'm okay. Go back to sleep."I got up, knowing that I wouldn't sleep anymore that night. I sat in the dark living room, cuddling a mug of hot.