My mouth fell open at what she said, even Cindy was shocked by hermother's statement."Mom, how can you say such a thing?" I'm just trying to do what's...best for Amanda. If she has the operation,she will no longer worry about discovery. She could stand naked in TimesSquare and no one would ever guess she was anything other than a woman."''God, that's so gross," I said."What's gross?" Standing naked in Time's Square." Amanda, that's just a figure of speech, no one is suggesting that youreally do. She was watching me, sipping on a third glass of wine as I looked over and told her: "Okay, Sue Ellen, how about you doing a nice little dance while you strip your clothes off?" With that, I lowered the stylus and began playing the raunchy tune "The Stripper", sat back down on the couch a little apart from her, and filled another glass of wine.I knew she would not want to do this -- maybe because she was shy (a nice Texas girl), not too good-looking, and a little "overweight" by conventional. I tried to put it out of my mind, yet occasionally my fantasies would wander that way at times, and I would find myself again watching transgendered porn. Then one day while in a local mall restroom I turned from the urinal to see an attractive woman washing her hands at the sink. I took the sink beside her and as I started to wash my hands, trying to act suave.I said, “I think one of us is in the wrong restroom.”To which she replied in a deep voice, “No honey, I’m in the right one,” and dried. With that statement I got the kiss I had missed at the dock, it only cost me ten million dollars. I did not say that and truthfully, I did not care as the kiss broke the ice of Antonia and I being together in front of her father, who was the only one looking embarrassed when we separated.For the rest of the day things were more confused but relaxed as the three of us had a leisurely day sitting outside with the girls and guys staying with me joining us at various times. For the rest of the day.