Suddenly, her hands shot up and grabbed my nipples. She pinched hard and pulled me towards her, until my face was just below hers. I couldn't help loo...ing at her again. I tried to plead with my eyes. My mouth was too busy trying not to scream. She finished what she began saying, "What are you?"The scream regressed back down my throat, and I could answer. My hands scratched at my thighs lightly, to avoid trying to tear her hands away. I replied earnestly, "I'm your bitch, Shanda! I do everything. No, Mom. I really do appreciate it. I'm just trying to get used to it, you know? I mean, talking to you about this and everything. Did you talk to Grandma about this stuff?" Are you kidding? Of course not! But a lot of times I think it might have helped, if I had been able to talk to her. I probably tried, but I'm sure she couldn't handle it. I mean, I didn't understand most of those feelings I had, about Eddie, or anything back then." Taylor snorted a little laugh at the mention of the name. Or... thepolice!"The employee who's name tag read "Tina" groaned internally at hearingthis. She hadn't expected to have someone so ignorant ruin her day likethis but here she was. She recognized Carey, a regular at the gym thathad been with them for a couple of years now and there had never been acomplaint about her in the past. She knew she had as much right here asany other woman and this over zealous lady was being as transphobic asanyone she'd seen."Ma'am, this woman has every right to be. Just don't wear him out; I expect to get several more years of box moving out of him myself." Jenny turned back to me, and this time I did spot the hint of a gleam in her eyes. "I have to go out now, but how about later, say 9:00 or so?." I managed to ignore the fact that I was in danger of displaying a rather impressive erection. I smiled back and said "Sure. Always my pleasure to assist a damsel in distress." My wife and I got home from our walk around 8:30, and for the next hour I tried.