Society says that men don?t cry and that ladies shouldn?t raise their voice. Society tries to stomp out our emotions and kill who we really are. After...being changed it is worse, much worse. You see after being changed you stay who you are in your mind. Twenty something years of personal history is very hard to throw away over night. There is no magic to wearing girl's clothes, or to sex, or to hormones. Heck, ask any scientist, hormones may amplify emotions but they do not create them or. Oh, what a night that had been!But now she had forever gone from him, and he took one look and burst into tears, holding the picture to his heart, lifting it to his lips and kissing her sweet face.Stan hardly remembered the rest of that day.Actually, Stan hardly remembered the rest of that week. He vaguely heard himself answer Anne's queries ("No, Anne, not tonight."), he mechanically got his work done, but there was nothing of him there. Stan simply withdrew.A week later, and Anne was getting. I am still alive, and I owe it to both of us to make the best of that." In that case we've a busy day ahead. You need some clothes and then you need to speak to Angie" Geoff, I lost my purse last night. I've checked my coat pockets, it's not there. It must have come out in the sea last night. Everything is in that purse, my driving licence, credit cards and all my cash." I don't have any money. Does a motor cycle mechanic make enough money to loan me some cash?" What makes you think I'm a. Soon they practiced putting makeup on me. By all accounts I was a girl, and didn't know any better. When it came time to register for school mom was incapable of doing it so Rebecca, the oldest signed me up as Bobbie. I wore a green puffy dress down to my knees, white panties with ducks and bunnies, and white tights. Some of the girls in class knew me and we sat together. By fourth grade some of the other girls were developing breasts. I asked Rebecca when I was going to start growing mine..