"Hi Tom, I hope you don't mind me getting in touch but I have heard abundle of rumours about you."I was wary but I decided to let him continue."I can ...ee now that the rumours were at least partially true. I willcome straight out with what I was going to say and you can either tellme to bugger off or to stay. I believe that you are undertaking either apartial or full transition from male to female. I want you to know thatI had a cousin with whom I was very close, he or she suffered severegender. I nodded my head to indicate that I understood.“We don’t even have sex anymore,” Bobbie blurted out. “I love the idiot, but he doesn’t even come close to meeting my needs.”“Sometimes,” I reasoned, “the ability to be passionate is hard, especially when you’re married and you’re under a lot of stress. It does not, however, lessen the love.”I was making things up as I went along. “We all have needs, some of them get met and some of them don’t,” I said. I took in a deep breath and forcefully. “Jesus,” Mark said. “Are you a genie or a maid?”The elderly man looked back quietly.Mark seemed confused. “How come you’re not saying anything?” Mark was 21, and with his shaggy brown hair and freckles, he looked a bit younger. Aside from his sarcasm and impatience, he was an appealing if nondescript young man. “Cat got your fucking tongue?”“If you ask me to ‘fold the clothes,’ I might try to do so. If you say, ‘I wish for all the clothes to get folded,’ and we then confirm that such is your. Our school had very lax security, and a ridiculous number of hidden spaces inside walls.I snuck into the building late at night around 1:00 am. With a backpack full of goodies. Mainly, a drill. Through an entrance to the crawlspace in the school basement, I climbed up into a space right next to the girl’s locker room.I drilled a few holes in the bottom of the wall that was parallel to the girls showers. I measured carefully and managed to make the holes pop out in the middle of cracks.