The only time Iwould even dress remotely female was for church, which was the onlything mom still forced me to attend. My classmates were great guys,n...body saw me as an object of sexual attraction, which was just what Iwanted. We did what we were supposed to in school and I fit in perfectlywith this kind of trade. The only thing I disliked was that my shortstature limited me slightly from being able to reach the highest places,forcing me to use a small ladder. I wasn't that strong either but. It used to be my Grandmother’s room, sorta private, but sorta in the house, too. Dad and Aunt Mary’s mom. After she died a couple of years ago, it was too much part of their house to rent out to a stranger. They don’t mind my having a key, though. You have to be very quiet.”She hadn’t really said she would go with him, but she didn’t say a word when he drove to the place and parked in the driveway. Silently, they tiptoed around the back of the house to a lower level. He opened sliding glass. My wife and I had met in Hawaii where I had been sent to supervise the installation of a new system. It was love on first sight. I proposed and six months later we were husband and wife. I took her back with to Germany as soon as the papers had made it through the proper channels. Her blood truly was a mixture, a mixture of Chinese, some Hawaiian, some Portuguese, and some Dutch. Her dark eyes had a slight almond shape, a hint of the Oriental, in short, she was an exotic beauty turning heads. .. demanding that she... that she... The impact suddenly hit her."My God, it had actually happened!"In spite of the pain, Cindy sat up quickly. She stumbled from the bed and lurched heavily to the bathroom mirror, looking into it quickly."My God," she moaned, "it did happen. It wasn't a nightmare!" Heavy lines marred her fresh, young skin. Her eyes were sunk deeply into her head as though she had aged years since yesterday. She sagged against the washbasin for a long minute, literally torn.