I tried to tell her it wasn't her fault, but herstubbornness wouldn't let her believe the truth," Katie says. "Shefeels that if she hadn't opened her...big mouth about the paper none ofthis would have happened." She's wrong," I say. "I feel like that it would have happened at somepoint. I just don't know when."Katie then begins to explain to me what she has lined up for today. "AsI told you last night, I did some studying over the weekend abouttransgender people and I really learned a lot. . ‘What if somebody wanted to live her life a certain way,’ she said, finally, keeping her eyes directed toward the window to emphasis the hypothetical nature of her speculation, ‘and she made herself a promise that there would be certain things that she’d never share with anyone, unless she was truly in love with them.’ ‘I can see that.’ ‘And what if she thinks she’s truly falling in love with someone. She thinks he’s really nice, one of those kind-hearted guys that Mrs. Carlsen is always. The chiffon puffed sleeves had pink satin ribbon threadedthrough the lacy hem and tied into pert bows about half way down theupper arms. The flaring full skirt had an overlay of soft pink chiffonwith small pink heart appliqu?s. A four tier white net with nylon yokecrinoline adorned with pink satin bows flared out on a nearby hanger.Each tier's hem had two inches of fine floral pink lace. David looked atthe clothing despondently, knowing that he would soon be wearing them.He glanced away from. I heard: "Way to go Mark !" "That's my buddy !" This drove me even crazier and I bucked and screamed until I came so hard I thought I would pass out! I spent the entire weekend at Mark's house completely naked and vulnerable. Mark's parents were ok with this even though I was a few years older than them! They were the most open-minded people in the world and encouraged their son to enjoy everything in life while he was still young - which apparently included me! So all weekend, Mark took me.