Anything that identifiedas one gender or the other had been transformed to the point where Icould have looked back and wondered if I had ever been a m...n at all.With three exceptions. Penelope was one and she phoned at least once aday, texted constantly and emailed me in the warmest and supportive terms- a little humour too. The second was Hazel of course, who fussed in aquiet and dignified manner, but kept me busy around the hotel. With aconcern for my future, correctly perceiving that I was. I rebuked her telling her that she had to have fun and go out, that there would be time when I came back for me to go too. So I made her promise that she would call Eva and tell her that she would come over for dinner and drinks as well.We said goodbye after more than an hour and a half of conversation and we agreed to talk the next day when I woke up. I would try to sleep as much as I could to get rid of the tiredness of the trip and the hard days of work.When I woke up it was eleven in the. I glared at her in stony silence, but my dad just sat there naked. She ran out the door apologizing and looking like she found Jesus. My dad looked amused."God Laney, what was that all about?"I was so mad at him. I had been practically throwing myself at him for weeks and he had ignored me to plow that ugly sow Lisa. I walked over to him and slapped him in the face as hard as I could and started to stomp away."Not so fast Laney. You are acting like a jealous bitch." He grabbed me by the arm and. .” Jess repeated in whispers.I gave Jess a questioning look and she waved at me to be still. I had no idea what was going on and neither did Jess, but Jess knew to just let it run its course until she was ready to talk. And, after a few minutes, she was.Emma pushed herself up from Jess and began apologizing.“Oh God, I’m so sorry. I made a mess of your blouse...” She started rubbing at Jess’ chest, as if somehow she could make it not wet. Jess took her hand and held it in hers.“Shhhh ... it’s.