Finally, in resignation I lowered my hands to my side and looked at them on the verge of a good cry. I couldn?t look more feminine if I had tried.?Joh..., you look knock down gorgeous,? my mother said with a great deal of awe in her voice, ?we need to talk.?I thought she meant go home and talk and so I make no objection as I am escorted across the street toward my sister?s car. I feel there is nothing to be gained in reverting to my clumsy male slouch and walk as best as I can as a young lady.. I am looking at the raindrops hitting the pool …Mmmm … what I would do to you if you were here while it is raining … my imagination is going wild now. I’d fuck you on the patio or make you lick my pussy while I lay by the edge of the pool and feel the rain hit our bodies … Right now though I am thinking about taking a drive with you … I imagine making you drive us to the west side of the city, up and over the mountain so we are in the clouds … I am teasing you in the car while you drive …. Rob was at that moment more concerned with the pain down there. Hopingthere was no permanent injury to the family jewels, he gently reacheddown with his hand to check out the good. As his fingers reached down hisstomach and lower, he was confused by the feel of smooth skin. Gone wasthe furry mat of hair he had had since puberty. Going down further, he felt around in vain for the jewels. There wasnothing. No penis, no balls, no sign of anything. Just smooth skin.Correction, not smooth, there was. Sister Hannah and Sister Rose set up a soup kitchen of sorts.It was something I had seen in many places for many different reasons. For some reason, the mutual contribution of ingredients and the commonality of purpose made it all seem that much tastier to the palate. There were no doubt the womenfolk and the young ones were scared because they had seen the dead bodies as well, but now that we were all together in a common cause, a sense of winning spirit filled us with certainty of.