We can all support her and her choice, right?"Nicole nods, agreeing with him, but still not sure why an active woman and professor like Mrs. Peterson ...ould stop her career for one year now that she was getting to the top."Good and it leads me to the importance of choice. Feminism is the right for every woman to make the choice that makes the most sense for her. That runs from her life, to her career, to the very clothes on her back. Now, you, the young lady who asked the question ... What is. ." Taylor started."These are your clothes, right?" Emily asked.Taylor's brain began to short circuit. He desperately wanted to respondthat they weren't, but he could think of a good reason why thoseclothes would be in his closet, especially if he was trying to keep upthe charade for the whole week."Yeah," Taylor said. "I just prefer to wear a t-shirt and shorts isall." So I've noticed. You've gotta branch out, show off your femininity, orelse people are gonna think you're a guy," Emily said.. I was still in the explorer scouts and was planning to enter the military as soon as I graduated which would be in less than ninety days. Enough of that this story is not about me.This story is about Gina and her constant companion Pitbull Pete.I have to tell you that Pitbull Pete is an ugly dog and he has the scariest looking teeth I have ever seen on a canine even when he was smiling and wagging his tail.My sister Gina and I had been fairly close the last year or so but I drew the line at. It's dirty. It's brilliant. I can't control it. I'm not sure I'd honestly want it taken from me. I hate it, yet I love it. Like a devastating hurricane or a burning building, it's raw power has an aesthetic, amoral beauty and implacable purity. The truth is ugly: I love who I am and would never take my own life the way Gabe did. But it still eats away at me, and I'll never understand why I'm a crossdresser. It's just who I am. Accept it.I love to slip on a pair of tight, small pink or purple.