"Earliest I can remember feeling'different' is when I was six. Which was forty-five years ago." Jeez," Hayley whispered."Yeah," Denise said. "And as y...u can imagine, 1973 wasn't exactly afriendly time for transgendered people. Huh, not like 2018 is allthat better when you look at some people." Ugh, so true," Hayley spat."I thought hiding the 'real' me would get easier as I got older, butin fact, the opposite was true," Denise said in an increasinglyemotional voice. "In a way I'm glad you came. "Now, let's see..." Its body faced the curved stone wall. The stones were old. Worn. Slippery. Uneven. Moss grew on the stone bricks. Moss did not taste good. It had been a long time since he had tried to eat the moss. Or tried to climb. Both led to unpleasantness. The creature, not yet learned in the ways of this world, reached up, grabbing at the tops of two of the stones. He saw the arms strain, muscles quiver under smooth skin. Slowly, its body raised up.He watched. The back of the creature. I pressed play and started watching. I started it at 7:00 in the morning so there wasn't anything on there for awhile. I pressed fast forward and just watched for a little while. I saw them go past the room a few times sense the bathroom and their bedrooms were right by mine. There was absolutely nothing for about the first 5 1/2 hours and I had an 8 hour tape, I was about to just stop when all of the sudden about 5 ½ hours into the tape, David came in my room. “And just what the hell are you. I felt somehow that I was in her power. Maybe it was just because by now my mind and my hormones were reeling. She turned. I gazed at her short, slim frame, her narrow back, shoulders and waist, her slender legs and firm backside as, still naked, she walked softly to the door, opened it and closed it quietly behind her. I strained my ears for any further sound.Several moments later I heard the bathroom door open, and a soft giggle escaped from Lucy. She said something quietly, but I could not.