Ithink you are." It ... makes sense," Jill said.Anne sat on my bed, and hugged me. "It will be okay. I always wanted ababy sister."And so the longest,...and strangest journey began for me.John was with me for some of it, but when the girl stuff got too intensefor him, he left it to my sister and Jill, who gently and lovingly helpedme gain more and more confidence in my presentation and appearance. Theystood by me as I told my folks, told councilors, and eventually Michellewas who the world saw. And the dress code; dress formal casual, what was formal casual, black silk pajamas? He sat down in his easy chair and pondered his knowledge of Patrick and tried to imagine exactly what he had in mind for the evening ahead. He leaned his head back and soon dozed off. * After awakening from his late morning nap, he went about his routines, doing some business online and reading/responding to various emails. At 5 o’clock he got up from his desk and went about showering and shaving and dressing. Last fall, when I was dating Billy, it seemed like we were getting closer to, well, being intimate.” My parents simply nodded in understanding. “So, I went to Doctor Mark and asked him for a prescription, and not to tell you. I was over seventeen and he had to keep it secret. Anyway, we didn’t, get intimate, I mean, but we got close.”“Why? What happened?” asked Daddy. He had his head cocked to one side, looking curious.“Well, like I said, we got close. I mean we did some petting, real heavy. I was barely nineteen and having a blast. Since I gave my first blowjob in some dark movie theater way back when I was eighteen, I’d been sexually active (well, make that VERY active). The guys I dated were typically boys I knew at school and church. In most every way I was just your average horny teenage girl, enjoying myself and experimenting with new things. Well... maybe I was a little more sexually experienced than your average high school sophomore but the profile still fit. About a.