He was obviously a builder or something because his van was full of tools. As I walked past he looked me up and down. It felt weird, this poof looking...at me like that. In a sudden outburst of insanity (I still don’t know what made me say this - at this point in time I thought I was as straight as straight could be.) I said…“You willing to pay for it?”I was taken aback by my own crassness. I uttered an apology and started to back away. “Hold up mate…I can only assume your talking about one. It’s probably something to do with the transmission but might only be a coupling that’s disintegrated or something like that. Look I can save you money by hooking up and towing you to a service center.’ ‘I’ll drive ahead of your vehicle and attach a tow rope. I’ll try to look under the coupe but it’s low to the ground.’ ‘I’ve already done that and saw nothing untoward.’ ‘Oh brilliant Wendy. You are a handy female to have around.’ She glanced and him cutely. ‘Are you saying you are interested in. I got emotionally hurt by the staff at the clinic. Ihad to deal with postpartum depression - all alone. You made me feel ...wonderful. You made me feel like I was wanted, desired, important." But..." But I'm afraid," Tommi confessed. "I'm scared in so many ways that youcan't imagine. What happens to the boy part of me if I decide to stay agirl? What happens when it's time for me to change back? What happens ifI decide to stay a girl, and give up that part of who I am?" She shookher. ’ Anna sat there crying and I put my arms around her and hugged her close. After a while her tears stopped. I disentangled myself from her and taking her hand placed the ring on her finger. She tentatively smiled back at me, then I lifted her up in my arms and carried her to the bedroom. Anna was a Roman Catholic, but we didn’t get married in church, we had a civil ceremony. But before she would marry me, Anna insisted that she had to go to the local Catholic Church and confess. She was.