Imagine hisembarrassment! Homophobic Mick being sized up by a transgender girl. Hewouldn't know which exit to use first. Oh yes, I was so very clever....Kelly! I wondered if you were ever coming back," said Jill as shehugged me with just the hint of a stumble that I quickly caught beforeshe could knock any drinks from the table. "This is Mick - he rooms withmy shit of a boyfriend. Mick, this is Kelly - we're just celebrating hernew breasts. She got them today. What do you think?" Hi Mick," I said. I hug back, my arms wrapped around him, clinging hard like a lifeline. “I’m afraid” I whisper. “Why Sarah?” he quietly asks in my ear as he’s embracing me as the hot water bears down on our bodies. I hardly feel it. I know we are soaked but I am so off-balance and feeling out of control of my emotions, the shower could be flooded and I don't think I'd even be aware. “I’m lost and don’t know anything anymore” my voice sounding distant and removed. “Lost how? From being a dominate person in your. The sky had clearedovernight, and the sun warmed the glass-enclosedspace. No boats were in sight, just wisps of cloud,whitecaps, and gulls. Impulsively, Maud pulled offher nightshirt and stood, gloriously naked,absorbing the sun. Then she opened the little glassdoor and stepped out onto the narrow walk whichencircled the light room, to enable the keeper toclean the glass. The fresh winds frisked across heruntanned skin, and she shivered in delight at theunfamiliar but exciting feelings. . ”I reached for the box of tissues and her greying head slid down my shoulder and she snuggled onto my chest. My shirt was soaked as I lifted her face and dabbed at it tenderly. Gran’s sobs were really booming up from the depth of her comfy body, which trembled as she poured it out. I’d never ever seen her in this state before. My steady, sensible, reliable grandmother, so strong in will and body was reduced to a mere wet rag of a person ... almost helpless in my arms. “Hey hey its OK please.