When I came up to the long mirror, with a crowdof a dozen other women around washing and primping and all, it took me asecond to figure out which woma...'s reflection was my own. Now that theculture shock is receding, the gender thing is scaring me more. I'mcoming back to the world I've always known, but walking around in an alienbody. I feel like I ought assert my masculinity to people, talk footballor something, but that's ridiculous. I have none to assert.Feb. 18, 2001I traveled all day,. I even told one of the boys from that chemistry class that I spent time naked on the gently sloped roof outside my bedroom window looking at the misty covered forests beyond. Some nights I simply played soft jazz ballads and lay on my bed with my imagination and my own determined hands. Inside my head was a spinning wheel of men (and very few women) that would visit my dreams. I imagined adult versions of someone from my previous school and orchestrated in my head a hypothetical meet up after. Men in brown robes watched him from the shadows and spoke in hushed tones."Many of the brethren have fled," ferret-face continued. "I fear for the monastery's future if we are unable to get it to leave." You can stop being afraid," Carpenter smiled wolfishly. "Your little demon is about to get a first class ticket back to hell."They left the main dining room and walked up a small flight of steps, entering a cold stone corridor just inside the monastery walls."Um, are you gay?" the younger monk. ‘We’ve missed you too,’ responded Harry squeezing her breast to add conviction to his assertion. ‘Let’s get to bed then,’ insisted Susan grabbing his hand. ‘No, here by the pool will be better,’ countered Harry, ‘it’s a warm morning and there are plenty of towels and cushions.’ Susan was in no mood to argue which was the better venue and within a couple of minutes she was stretched out luxuriously with Harry’s head firmly between her legs. ‘Oh I had almost forgotten how good you are…oh yes….