As the train hummed down the platform towards me it was evident that it was going to be a hot, tightly-packed journey. As a tall man this holds a part...cular discomfort for me: I have to keep my head bent down to fit in the sloped ceiling and whilst my blue cashmere overcoat was appropriate for the weather outside, the carriage was going to be hard work. I stepped onto the train and shuffled forward looking for a space to stand. By the time the train set off, the throng of commuters on the. We carefully avoided thinking much about the times we’d gone ahead with whatever we felt like doing and not-so-secretly got a charge out of knowing our parents were watching. It was our choice, that’s the important thing.It was their choice what they showed us, of course. We’d already seen some interesting things. They’d gotten off to a fast start and they hadn’t been hiding from us. I had the feeling there was more to come. I hoped so.“You guys,” I pointed at Danny and David, “are up. Your. My mother's friends would be here tosee me in half an hour. It was a meeting I had fantasized about all mylife, but was now starting to dread.My fantasies about hanging out with my mom and her friends never includedan explanation of why I was an older woman like them, I was justunquestioningly one of them. My fantasies were just that - fantasies -and they didn't need to make sense, but it wouldn't be like that today.Today I'd look like them, move like them, talk like them, even - ifthey'd let. With hunched shoulders he shuffles away with a slight stagger. I turn off the egg, as it's served its purpose for now. Within minutes, a female attendant emerges from the back, already blushing. I can only assume that the young man before her had shared the reason for his plight. She finished the fitting quickly, intently staring at the floor whenever she could and completed the transaction with few words, maintaining her blush the entire time. Now, with our shopping done and a second hunger.