Then i took some courage and told maami..she as like yes…i was like can i ask u something…can i give u hug…i dont know just like that i feel lik...…she was like okay and as we were in sleeping position while hugging her leg fell over my leg and we were in the hug position for a min and then i was like can i give u a kiss…please just want to experience what it is…and then she dint answer ..she was like..this is wrong…but then i again came in hug position and lifted my head and put m lips onto her. Val grabbed a hold of my mother and just cried for the longest time.Then finally Val said, "I'd just like to go to bed for a while. Maybe even call my mom."Val was alone in my room for a few minutes before she came out again. When she did she was crying."What did your mom have to say?" I asked her without breaking eye contact."I couldn't reach her." She sniffed and rubbed her eyes and nose. "I'm scared. What if Dad got to her first?"Without hesitation, I said, "Hurry let's go. I'll take you to. They moved to their old campsite, though, since it had proven safe. After examining Raven, as they called her now, Rose was relieved. There was no bleeding from the inside, and little bruising around her vagina. Rose closed the cut over Raven's eyebrow with three carefully placed stitches. The young Oglala did not flinch once.Raven had lived with her man, Walter, for a little over two years. He had traded her from her father for two gallon bottles of firewater. She did not know her age, since. He hated gays and probably thought transsexuals were even more despicable. “I feel sick.”“No excuses. Just do it, Rios.”I promised I would, but instead, I faked a knee injury, forged a doctor’s note, and got excused from physical education. Retreat from RubiconSurreptitious HRT had brought me to the threshold of visible transsexual transition, the tipping point where androgyny succumbs to femininity. I was torn by conflicting priorities. If I interrupted HRT my skin would revert to oily acne.