I started talking to her more, and use to chat on WhatsApp. One day, I sent her a non veg joke(by mistakenly). It was about 7:45pm.She replied it with...smileys, and said, “Sharam nai aati kya, apni umar se badi ladki ko koi aise msg karta hain kya”I said, “Umar bhale kam hain, par bada toh ho gaya hun na, pr sorry agar tujhe prob hain toh”.She replied, “Haha! Prob toh kuch nai hain, bas dekhna chahti thi ki tu kya reply dega, aur aise msg bhejne ke pehle sochte mat jaa, we are big enough to. "I don't see her much these days, except atschool. And we work together part-time, doing catering. But she reallydoesn't like me dressing like a girl." Don't you have to dress like a girl for that job?" asked Dr. Cooper."Yeah, and she's even the one who got me started wearing skirts forwork. But she told me it turns her off now." How do other girls or women react to you wearing girls' clothes?"asked Dr. Westerman.I laughed a bit. "It's funny, 'cause almost everyone else doesn't seemto mind.. "Didn't see you there. You must be one of Dee's roomies." Yah," she agreed. "Name's Shayna. Dee told me about the problems youwere having with your roommate. She sounds like a psycho-bitch. Eventhrew out all your clothes on you, huh?" Uh?yah, she needs professional help," I said, going along with a storythat Dierdre had apparently told. It sounded like she was weaving quitea tale about my reasons for needing a place to stay. "Hope it's okay ifI crash here for awhile." Certainly," she. Sarah is a totally different story.Sarah greeted me with a great "welcome." I looked up to her face, and was smitten right out of the chute. Sara is (I found out later) is a 40 y/o single mom. 2 girls - ages 8 & 14. She's worked at this restaurant for 4 years. Normally a polished individual, I was reduced to a mouth-gaping dunce - simply saying to her "Oh, My God!" She smiled, said, "Excuse Me!" and looked behind herself. Clearly, I had responded to her - nothing behind her. I gathered my poise.