Was it enough?"That's crazy!" said Emily."That's three to one," said Gaby."Shut up!" shot back Lindsay. "No, it's not!"Emily looked at me. She really ...ooked at me."You know he doesn't look half-bad." Emily's compliments to Lindsay and Gaby were like dagger insults to me. I didn't want to think of myself as a boy who easily could be converted into a girl. "What about... ?" She pointed at my chest."Abigail should be over soon." Abigail?" I said."I asked her to bring an extra."I could tell Lindsay. When my husband first approached me about his fetish, I didn't know whatto make of it."I want to dress up as a sissy French maid and clean the house everyweekend."Not once would I have ever expected this from him. It took me minutes toraise my jaw off the floor after he announced that. He's over six feettall. He weighs more than 200 pounds. He's of Mediterranean ancestry;there's thick black hair all over his body. I still remember the horror Ifelt as I imagined him dressed up in high heels and. She said we'd look cutetogether with matching ladies bloomers, sitting on the couch and munchingpopcorn while watching some chick-flick. I quickly filled out thepurchase order and asked Mother to write a check for the amount required.I couldn't wait to get that package in the mail.My name is James, by the way, and it doesn't sound like an item that aperson named James would be buying, but Mother calls me Jamie. Hell, Icall me Jamie, too. I was just born in the wrong body. It's obvious thatI. You think when you found me yesterday it was the first time I pissed or shit myself? Nobody ever fucking asked me the why of the way I looked since my freshman year in college. I realized last night that was because no one cared, they didn't pity me, they thought I was nuts. You woke me up last night Rob. I sat in a culvert up the road for a couple hours reliving some of the great times I had with my Mom and Sis. I started laughing. I laughed a lot and caught myself with a smile I couldn't wipe.