This didn’t last for long, when Penelope announced she had to return to Emma ﷓ and in any case Charlotte’s food was ready. Penelope left Charlot...e alone with her vegetables and thoughts. She felt excited by the attention she’d just received, but she also felt peculiarly guilty of a kind of disloyalty to Emma. For the rest of the evening, Charlotte sat in her bedroom reading a novel she’d recently bought, frightened as always of going into the living room where she might perhaps be invited to. A very beautiful woman sleeping in my arms. I see her without care or worry, reacting openly to my touch, feeling safe and secure, trusting. Not aware so she can guard her feelings, can mask them with something else. Enjoying my touch, my presences there with her and you wonder why I love you so!" he told her softly when the picture turned to snow on the screen."I didn't know you had a recorder," she told him quietly, still digesting what she had just seen."I didn't but I thought that if those. I held her for a while and lether get all her emotions out.I told her that I was not attracted to men for anything other than sex and had never kissed a man before.I explained that this was unique because we had hit it off as a man and woman before I ever knew her secret.She apologized again and I told her again it was okay. She explained that was attached to men, but felt she was a woman. She had her boobs done and even the adam's apple surgery but didn't do the hormones a lot of people do. "Good morning, Sissy," she replied as she stood backout of the way so he could enter. She waited while he dropped hisdiaper bag and purse in their usual place under the table by the doorand then she took the plastic bag full of empty bottles from him. As hestood there, she looked him over carefully. He looked... fine. But... butthere was just something different today. Something a bit... duller. Shecouldn't quite put her finger on it. Maybe it was just that he wasworried about his job.