He must have washed and vacuumed it twice before picking me up, but I guess that's what boys do before a date, right?"Can I leave my underwear on?" he...asked with a grin, sorta rolling up his jeans and dropping them onto the front seat."Uh-uh," I shook my head and smiled at his simple white boxers. "Take those off too." What about you?" he wondered and I shrugged."I'll take mine off," I promised. "Don't worry."Jeremy hesitated, but only because he felt shy probably and that's normal. He did it. It is a hard thing, living 30 years as a man and then waking up as awoman, having the neighbors see me in a dress and smile knowingly.Thanks to television, thanks to celebrity gossip, no one was stunnedanymore when a man becomes a woman. They just smirk and make a joke,then go about tending to their rose bushes.I began to venture out of our apartment. Mr. Dillon, watering the lawn,always spoke to me. Mrs. Jernigan brought me cookies. Molly Bellowsbrought me over old women's clothing.It was. Over the mantle was a large oil portrait. Holding her hands before the fire, as if in need of warmth, Gwenneth stood and studied the portrait. It was of a man, a warrior of some bygone time, dressed in furs and plaid, with a great sword, a longbow, and a quivver of arrows."He's supposed to be an ancestor of mine," said Elspeth. "What did you say your name was?" Gwenneth Jones." That's a good Welsh name, but you're not from around here." No, I'm American, but I have an aunt in Llandudno." Oh,. Anthony turned my head and kissed my lips gently, soothingly."David, you do have a fantastic wife, and I have enjoyed her tremendously, but those words were strictly passion, not truth. I should have warned you I am noted for dirty, demeaning talk during fucking, and can't really control it!"Suzy added, "And I joined right in! His words did incite me to the same, and I got carried away, too."I apologized to both, and told them I was sorry I took the wrong meaning. They forgave me for my wrong.