.” Andee paused and took a deep breath before looking Ted directly in his eyes. “I needed to escape back to something I could control.”Throughou... dinner, Andee continued at length as she described in detail some of the experiences she had encountered over the past year, and how she changed jobs to try to get her life back to something normal. Every now and then his eyebrows would rise in surprise as she recounted parts of her adventure and how matter-of-fact she talked about them.“Seriously, I. A memory of when I was eight years old and my mum had caught me tryingon her stockings and had made me wash her underwear for a week as apunishment. I remembered the feeling of the silks and satins of herlingerie on my hands as I gathered them from the clothes hamper readyfor the wash. I could now see myself as I held my mother's knickers tomy face and I could still smell the scent of my mother on her underwear.Later, at secondary school, I remembered a crush I had on an older boy.The boy had. I wasnt expecting it to hurt so much honestly. After I told Charlie about it he offered that we didnt have to try, but I still wanted to so I told him I would just try again the next day and see how far I could get. I figured if I got one finger in, although slowly and painfully, I would be able to get a second in. And I did manage to get a second one in the next night, but I swore to myself there was surely no way I could handle more than that. Fortunately and unfortunately, after I told. I immediately went up to my bathroom and shaved my legs. Then I appliedthe cream she gave me. According to the label, the cream would softenand reduce the appearance of leg hair over time. I hope that once Istop using it, my leg hair will return to normal.I put on a pair of jeans, a tee shirt and socks to conceal what appearto me to be very feminine legs. We sat around watching TV and talkinguntil around ten and then I went up to bed.Saturday morning, I just wanted to sleep in. But around.