* My name is Henry, the last name doesn’t count. I have worked in industries that require applied physical sciences for most of my adult life. Don�...t misjudge me, I am not an anti-people nerd. I married my college sweetheart over forty years ago, and our marriage is strong. That strength has been, and is, tested almost on a daily basis, but not because we ourselves have a problem. My wife and I both have blood relatives who have exhibited emotional/mental instabilities. We became aware of this. Her coworkers were all ranting and raving about this psychologist the office was paying for, he came to work and would have a private session once weekly with the people who sighned up. Josie wasn't feeling the need but the other women in the office were insistent that his sessions were the****utic and besides you get to relax paid for an hour a week. She finally agreed and sighned up. Maxwell was a bit more than she expected when she walked into the back office the first time. Tall, charming. I am a 26 year old white pre-op transsexual that has no interest in switching my outside in, if you know what I mean. I was born to a single mother, never knowing who my father was. Considering the lifestyle of my mother, I doubt that she had any idea who he was either. I have always been effeminate in nature and as I grew up people generally mistook me for a girl with my mannerisms and long hair. I was also blessed with a more girlish body than that of a normal boy of such and age. I have also. “Good news, Ruby. I have several offers for marriage arrangements for you. Josh here has a son just about ready to graduate college with two other boys from town. They’ll be moving back in the fall, looking to settle down.”“Yes, Sir.” I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t even get to choose my own husband?“Their profiles will be sent over this evening, we’ll have a look and I’ll make my decision by the end of the summer.” “Yes, Sir.” My heart rate was slowing and I was catching my breath,.