More a model than a streetwalker. But that's what she was.She began to undo my tie but I stopped her. "Can we just talk for a minute?" Just talk?" she...raised an eyebrow. "It's expensive; I get paid either way." Fine." I lay the five hundred dollar bills on the Days Inn night stand."But we can at least get comfortable, can't we?" she purred, removing her dress in one clean sweep. Now she was only in her bra and panties. Distracting. I looked her over. Too young to be her. She should be around 40. D. thesis.The topic which particularly interested Leonard concerned a phenomenonidentified by a British doctor named Havelock Ellis, who had circulated,but not yet published, his results. Dr. Ellis had studied men who hadbeen raised as women, or who chose to live as women. He called thisphenomenon "eonism", named after the 18-th century French diplomat andspy, the Chevalier Charles-Genevi?ve-Louis-Auguste-Andr?-Timoth?e ?on deBeaumont, who had been raised as a girl and who lived most of his. "Does any one of those pathetic, whining losers have to deal with several dozen back-aching pounds of breast-fat on their chest all day and night? Does any one of them have to endure the frustration of never being able to find a single thread of clothing that fits? Does any one of them have to be preoccupied with hygiene problems, or health problems, or exercise problems? I say that if a man can't accept what I choose to do with my body, then he should go to Hell!"I have to admit, I was totally. I was pitching and the batter hit the ball. It came straight back to me and before I could react I felt extreme pain in my groin. The ball had hit me in the tenderest place on my body. I doubled over and fell to the ground. Moaning I lay there until the worst of the pain began to subside. My legs felt like rubber as I held myself and hobbled home."Roger, what's wrong?" Mom asked when I came home."Baseball, crotch, pain, " I gasped."Go to your room and take off your pants and I'll be right.