Roxy laughed.“Save that thought for another day,” she replied.Roxy followed me into James’ house. Almost immediately, everyone stood up to welco...e Roxy to the party. Everyone was polite and super welcoming as I introduced Roxy to the group.I explained to everyone that Roxy was an old friend and was a close confidant and a super good poker player.“Except for strip poker,” Roxy quickly added, taking up a seat at the dining room table where we each had a seat. “I always end up losing at strip. .My friends and i (about 15 of us) heard about a bonfire party in the woods (deerpark for those from Dublin :D)It was brilliant there was loads of people up there dozens of groups massive bonfire music blaring and plenty of babes My friends didnt seem to be enjoying themselves and decided to leave and head to McDonalds (how that seemed the better option i will never know).Against all logic i decided to stay with all these strangers while my friends left, i would normally go with my friends but. I hated being different, but I also love being different, being unique.I discussed it at great length with Beverly, medical doctors, my therapist, and other trans men and women. I weighed all the options, and they convinced me to take the female hormones.Beverly and Carlos said they wanted to help me. They had been there with emotional support; Beverly came with me to every appointment and every therapy session but couldn’t help with financial support.The cost of this was going to be more than. Although now that I think about it if I hadn't been there Sumalee could very well have been hurt or killed so maybe it was a lucky happenstance I was there. It's the story of my life: I just happen to be somewhere some clown is shooting and it's a good thing. If there is a God, all I can say is he has a lousy sense of humor.Just on the outside chance it might have been something personal I did put Sumalee in a sort of lockdown. Well, I asked her to stay in my cabin, not to call anyone and wait.