Even yourbosses. That guy is what they call transgendered. Our pastor has warnedus about them. Jesus warned all of us about them. It's a sin, Kristi!"...A sin? How's that?" I don't know. It just is. If my church says it's a sin, it's a sin." Oh, Rachel," Kristi said with a laugh. "You spend way too much time atyour church. Where is it you attend? Prestonwood Baptist?" Kristipaused, then continued, "No, Rachel, I don't think Pamela is gonna hurtanybody. You saw her. She seemed to be afraid of us,. The people thatcan't let go of who you used to be are often the ones who have thehardest time dealing with the switch."I know, it's weird, but mom... something that gives me a little hopethat I can be happy is that it's forcing me to be a new person. Maybe Ican be happier than I ever was before, boy or girl." But... no, it's just too much to think about. My poor baby."I smiled and said, "Mom, I will find a way to love the new me." Of course, Jody," she replied. I could tell in her voice that. "You aren't leaving, are you?" she interrupted."No, silly. But didn't you want to try on my leather jacket?"I got that smile again as she turned so that I could slip it onto her. She curled it around her thin form and held it tight to her, grinning all the while. Before we sat back down, she grabbed me in a hug and kissed me again. This time it was more stimulating, and I held her tightly as our lips and tongues mingled.We got a little ribbing from the other patrons before our lips parted. Then. It had all began the night her sister had fucked Francisco. Seething with rage after her argument with Reagan, Kelly had gone home with their friend, Gina. The older girl was a friend to both, warm and charming and she was delighted to have Kelly as a houseguest. ‘It gets lonely here sometimes, no?’ she said to her friend in near-perfect English. Gina’s father had been an American who had stayed in Italy after the War and married her mother. She came from a large family, but preferred living on.