" Yeah, and what if I decide that I want to be a woman? What if I don'twant to go back to being a man ever?" Frankie, I love you whatever you are. I m...rried a true and kind soul andwhether you are a man or a woman, I love you forever."The time went by much too quickly. Soon, Frankie was kissing Helengoodbye and watching the car drive away in the early morning mist. A fewhours later, she called to tell him she was safe and sound back in theirhome.Frankie walked around the house. He had set up. .. one time I was wearing a pair of crotchless tights and got on the bus (the bus journey goes out through the country a bit to my village, so I get a good 10-20mins without a stop to play about :P), there was a couple of people near the front, and one really cute young lad (maybe 18ish) sitting at the back right, so I went and sat at the back as well on the left and noticed he kept looking at my legs (my skirt was pretty short as well...) I decided to have a laugh and started to lift my skirt. I dont know how long she had been stabding there but when i finished and came on my bed i opened my eyes and she was still there. "You know you can go to hell for doing that." she said to me.I was so scared. "I dont wan tto go to hell, I am so sorry. What can I do?" "Meet me tonight in my room when Mom is asleep and I will help you" LAter that night I went into her room. She had a book with her called Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex But Were Afraid To Ask. She said it all kinds. I’m running through Union Park in Des Moines, Iowa toward the Heritage Carousel. Maybe there will be a Good Samaritan there who can help me. I can see there are people everywhere. Parents and grandparents were standing with their children and grandchildren waiting for a chance to pay their 50 cents for a ride on the turn-of-the-century, hand-carved, hand-painted carousel. As I get closer to the carousel, I notice the people are frozen like mannequins. I desperately need help or he’ll catch me..