." Yes I know what I said, but if she goes all out, then we'll know forsure won't we? What I mean is, up to now she could take off the breastforms and...that panty and be a boy again, but if she gets her hair styledin a very feminine way..." I get it." This is going to back fire on you, you know that don't you?" Maybe, but if you're right, then it won't matter, will it?"I found it on page 10, and told her that's exactly what I wanted. It wasjust above the shoulders, curly with short bangs and. I want to be a girl and I don't know what todo next." How long have you felt this way?" Ever since I understood the difference between boys and girls, I havenever wanted to be a boy. It hurts just thinking that I am going to changeinto a man." So what do you want to do, have you talked to anyone else?" Only Jenny and Karen, they feel sorry for me, but they can't help. Whatcan I do, I am desperate?" Here, blow your nose and dry your eyes. What would you like me to do?" Can you find a way of. ." On my lap silly! On my lap! Get your tush over here. We're going tohave a little family discussion, and I want to keep it friendly. Ok?"I certainly didn't want an unfriendly discussion with this woman, sowalked to her and, gingerly, lowered myself onto her lap. She put an armaround my shoulders and pulled me back."Very good Missy! Now lean back into my shoulder. Cuddle in. There,that's it! Comfy?" Yes Dorothy," I whispered.She stiffened underneath me. "There! That's one thing we need to. I could readily see that Sheila knew how to play to a male audience. As I watched her, sipping my wine slowly, I caught Sheila’s eye. Our eyes latched onto each others, neither of us blinking for an instant. Almost instantly, Sheila smiled at me as I smiled back at her. As I stood there, now very aware of my own presence and feeling a bit insecure, I wondered about my dress. How did my hair look? ‘Oh,’ I thought, ‘I should have taken more time to freshen up after work. Why didn’t I go home.