Iwas supposed to fly back to Mumbai the next day late evening.After office, I rushed back to the hotel and was waiting for her in myroom. Finally the ...ell rang and Reena came into the room. She sat onthe sofa and I prepared coffee for her and she was impressed with thesame. There was so much anxiety in both of us. She then asked for mymobile and started playing with that and I was standing next to her,explaining to her the features. I asked her as to what time she wantedto go back home, to. Both girls were very thin and dressed similarly in a strange combination of the utilitarian - boots, baggy jackets and tights - and the fanciful - skirts, necklaces and tee shirts with the most plunging neckline that was legal. The cut of their tops was high enough to let the light catch the studs that shone on their hard, smooth bellies: a perfect compliment to the studs pierced through their labia lips. “What you need, sweetie,” remarked Edie, peppering her face with a multitude of soft. She said, "Great. I'll ride with you."What do you drive?"I said, "I drive an older mid size. It's not much but it gets me around." I pointed. I was blinded again."Let's go!" She took my hand as we walked to my car. We came to the passenger side and I opened the door and handed her inside. Those long legs and short skirt resulted in me seeing a lot of leg! I went around to my side and got in. I cranked the motor and said, "Which way do I go?" Pulling out would be a good start." She grinned."Yes,. If, as Ellen suggests, you become someone else, become a girl,then you can right many wrongs, and there won't be a thing anyone can doabout it, including your father. Especially your father." You agree with Ellen?!" I said, somewhat incredulously. "You think that Iwould be better off wearing dresses?" The dresses have nothing to do with it son, it's about becoming someonedifferent. It's merely a matter of remaking yourself in a way that suitsyour current needs. That's what's important. You were.