. Then my husband decided he didn’t want to be married to a ‘normal, quite boring woman’ anymore, and he left ... And, to be fair to him, I didn...��t want to be married to him either ... We were both pretty bored of the same old, same old, life ... And after that - I suppose I rebelled...”Cut to footage of her getting ready for a night on the town ... In her forties but dressing much younger – like an escapee from 1985, trying to party in 2015 ... the classic mutton-dressed-as-lamb. Lingerie as. I reach out to touch the space. As my handpenetrates the barrier I feel myself being pulled in. I go tumbling inthrough the void.I land on a grassy field. The leading feels softer then you would expectfor the distance I have fallen. I appear to be in a park. It is nightand some of the paths through is are lit by streetlights. Somehow myworst fears have come true. I am out in public dressed as a woman. Ineed to figure out where I am and how I can get back home. This will bedifficult to explain. ” I was now completely confused. Our interaction in the elevator had been a little flirtatious, but it was totally unthreatening. Our little exchange of glances through the window was the same way. I mean, I guess I had been checking her out, but surely she knew that I wasn’t trying to harass her! “Do you find me attractive?” she abruptly asked. A hesitated, unsure if this was a trick, “Um, well, I mean, sure.” “Were you fantasizing about me?”What do you mean?””Were you picturing me naked?. She hoped that he would just go to sleep! What made you change? He asked suddenly. She gritted her teeth, wishing that he would just leave well enough alone! She answered nonetheless, Nothing made me change. Did they beat you up? He asked in a comforting voice. The memory of the whole night came rushing back to her, and she felt her lower lip start to tremble. Her shoulders heaved, and she felt her brothers strong arms come around her. She turned to face him, crying into his chest. Shh shh shh.