He waited for me to openit.Inside it, were packets of two types of pills, two silicone breasts anda booklet entitled "Sex Affirmation Surgery - A Guid... for Transwomen."I had to ask Harry: "What is this?" The past tenant was transgendered too," he said. "I thought you didn'tknow her, but you are going down exactly the same path as she did. So,I am guessing that this must have been left for you."I was going to say: "I'm not transgender." But I stopped myself. Istarted to wonder if I was. . I am saving it for you.I will take care of you.I wonder if you will be able to breath. Enough air should get in through the thin layer of dirt. There is only one way to find out.I first saw you about six months ago, waiting in line at the grocery store. I only had a box of Kleenex, so you let me go first. You must be able to see my loneliness. Nobody ever talks to me. Nobody ever notices me. Day in and day out, I sleepwalk through life, earning my pay, cooking my dinner, but nobody touched me.. But his eyes widened when Anne faced him and began to unbutton her blouse slowly, casually, her blue eyes scanning Darren’s features without blinking. Her lips parted in a sensuous smile, the tip of her tongue peeping through white, even teeth. Now, the blouse gaped, partially revealing a lacy white half-cupped bra and a gently undulating chest. Anne began to unbutton her blouse cuffs and said, “Don’t just stand there, Darren get your kit off.” Darren’s eyes opened even wider, his eyebrows. "Now reach back and spread that beautiful bottom."Oh God, she was mad enough to do it. Worse, Sara realized her husband was watching. She waved at him again. Please oh please turn back around, she prayed. She dared not look at him or he would surely know something was happening. Looking out of the corner of her eye, she saw he finally returned to fishing. Sara reached back and spread the cheeks of her bottom."Such a cute little brownie," Mrs. Anderson said. "I see it winking at me." Thank you.".