Everything was going well under Jonas, until one day he decided to text me while I was having dinner with my husband Nate. "Gina, I loved that short b...ack skirt you wore today. You should show off your legs more often" he writes to me. "Honey, what are you reading?" Nate asks me. "Oh nothing babe, It's just a news story." Why would he text me that? And most of all, is he being serious? I eventually send him a text wondering what this is all about. He writes a message back to me."Gina, I see. She guided me back upstairs, across the dance floor and outside. The cold breeze shocked me back to reality but still, I felt destroyed. “We need to get you something to eat,” she said, taking my arm and heading to a takeaway down the road. We ordered some food, booked an Uber and headed back to my place. Sitting for the car ride was certainly an awkward experience!Back at home we inhaled our food in seconds and began to get ready for bed, but I still couldn’t take anything covering my ass.I. She said she didn't want tobe a boy, but was that really the case? How important were the clothesto our relationship? I thought Helen only really loved me as Jayne, butthe last few days she has shown as much love to me as David as when I wasJayne. Will that last? Perhaps she loved me as a person, or would shehave recommended that I try to have boy lessons. Did I need boy lessons?Tears started to leak out of my eyes as I tried to review my life. How,over the last few years I had to run. Fighting against the temptation to stay in this embrace forever, she pulled herself away from his arms. With a downcast look, the man stood, revealing a lean, muscled body. Stooping to pick up the drawing pad and pencil from where he dropped them in his haste, he whispered, ‘I’m sorry. I couldn’t resist.’ Without another word, or backward glance, he walked from the room, shutting the door gently behind him. Cursing herself for her fear, Ruby sat for a moment, wondering at this man who had come.