The cinema had 4 screens, a.k.a. dingy viewing rooms, so I decided to go to No. 1. I felt as nervous as hell, and pretty excited! Sexual or nerves I d...n't know but my dick was stiffening. On approaching the door, the middle aged usherette opened the door and held out her hand for a tip. 10 Francs later she was showing me to a row of seats with a torch. The whole cinema was blacked out, I had arrived just before the viewing time.Walking in the usherette took great delight in shining the torch. "I knew that of course and the thought of appearing en femme was scary,but I had no option but to trust her.There was no longer any doubt in my mind that I wanted to be her she-male, she had taken me that far at least. I cupped my growing breastswith my hands; I realised that I had enjoyed having those titsyesterday and I loved the way they were growing now. I liked my longercurly hair, my ever thinning waist and the shape of my legs. I liked mylong red nails and the taste of that lipstick I'd. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just. I just wish that life wasn't so hard now.Enough moaning. I've got to get to the next lecture. Tonight, I hope I'll be able to talk to Cathy. She has to work on her essays because she stayed at home longer than she should to go to a family funeral. If only everyone else goes out, particularly Martin. I am worried that I might lose her to Martin.Martin has everything going for him. He is tall, blond, blue-eyed, athletic and has money. His father gave him an expensive sports car to travel to.