I nod.She sighs. “They’re great when they’re sober,” she says. “Get them all together with a bit of alcohol… Well, you can see for yoursel....”I nod again.“Especially Marlene.”“Marlene… Is she the one…?”Now it’s Topsy’s turn to nod. I catch our reflection in the mirror; two figures, one with his face covered in chocolate and cream, the other with her naked boobs covered in the same, along with a dollop of jam. I see that Topsy’s looking too. Catching each other’s eye we both burst out laughing.. Get dressed up. Go shopping. Go get a facial. Relax. Do whatever you want. I’m going to take care of the kids today.’ ‘But the house is a mess.’ ‘Don’t worry about it. I’ll figure something out. Go. Enjoy.’ Had I missed a press release about the new movie, The Stepford Husbands? No matter. The next time I got this opportunity might be never. ‘Okay, I will.’ I hummed as I looked for an especially appealing outfit. I was going on a date – with myself. What to do? Too many choices. I was. Then his ship was lost leaving us without support.” She shrugged. “My mother had made a living before and she quickly found work again. She’s over there on the second balcony from the left.”Thomas’s eyes followed her pointed finger, and he saw a beautiful Creole woman with an older gentleman.“It’s Admiral James McCauley. He’s a widower and he always demands Mum when he’s here.” Florence giggled again. “He’d be off cheaper if he just took her in.”“Are you getting a share of the fees?”Florence. We were both married, and both struggling with the pain we would cause in coming out to our spouses. My disclosure was less shocking, as I'd told my spouse on our second date that I had 'gender issues'. At the time, that only amounted to crossdressing.Laura, on the other hand, was from a strict religious upbringing. Her spouse was as well. This left her struggling with issues of God, along with her feelings for her spouse.She attended several meetings of a support group with me. She was deeply.