The short version is I was a total hedonist and had no life plans other than to continue what I was doing; getting laid, getting stoned, getting drunk... dating Rhonda and working like hell to earn enough money to party. Not necessarily in that order. I was the grasshopper, she the ant.She had visions of two k**s, a dog, a cat, a house with a picket fence. The family coming over for dinner on holidays. I don’t like cats, I’m too self-centered to raise k**s, and I don’t like yard work or painting. " He knelt down to scratch the head of the golden retriever sniffing his leg. "You're teaching him bad habits too, I see." He grinned roguishly.Christine opened her mouth to speak. "I was up, Daddy," she explained, the covers tight around her neck. "Laddie and I went into the woods and followed the stream to the waterfall." Her gaze again drifted to the pile of clothes. "I got wet and came home to change, I guess country life tires me out." She gave him a weak nervous smile."You should put your. ..and still there was something missing.Gillian lacked excitement;her husband worked hard and never questioned her about what she was upto when she was all alone,just as well because Gillian was having an affair,nothing but lust ,just fooling around.Gillian had no intention of giving up her marriage and all the benefits that came with it,she just wanted a"...bit of excitement,something to pass the time...". She her 'something' in the form of a boy of 19 named Paul.Gillian always kept quite fit. All this attention started toaffect me and from night to day all those things I never payedattention, dresses, hairstyling and even make up, started to feelpleasant. I started to enjoy feeling pretty. I still lied to myselftelling that I found everything disgusting, but from this period on Idid not resist anymore to dress and to behave like a female, but Istill did not feel attraction to boys.* * *Doris and Robert continued being my better friends and companions. Ihad, however, greater intimacy.