.." You love dressing like a female... you love feeling like a female... theincredible experiences you have had... you want them, don't you? To becom...lete?" Yes..." But 'Bill' can not be complete... 'Bill' is a male... and that's notwhat you want any more..."Bill's breathing increased."To be complete... truly complete... you can no longer be 'Bill'... " No..." You now dress like a female... you have started taking female hormonesto transform your body..." Yes..." Think deep... deep... can you. For now, can you break loose and ride out to the Mennonite camp with me? I want to tell them their people are safe." God, I forgot where you were and what you were doing. Did you accomplish what you set out to do?" We did. It was Doug Dugan and his bunch. Doug went down under his horse when it was killed. We shot the six other men with him. None of us got a scratch and we have turned the Mennonites around and are backtracking. They'll be here the day after tomorrow."I was surprised to find that. For a while before then, I’d thought I wanted to marry him, but when I was standing next to him like that, I decided that it probably wouldn’t work. I’d have to stand on a ladder just to talk to him without getting a sore neck. Let alone whatever else married people do – hey I was ten, I didn’t know much back then.So here I was, virtually thirteen. Obviously so much older and wiser, and I still thought he was pretty hot. Other girls at school giggle at pictures of actors. I much prefer. I'd flinched, and I'd felt Greg stiffen beside me. They knew they'd struck a nerve, and that's like blood in the water to snarks like that.The Stick, of course, took over. I gave Greg an eye cock and squeezed his hand to damp down his testosterone. This required a woman's touch, neither fight nor flight. I turned to confront the gruesome twosome, donning my sweet, reasonable look to put them off their guard, even as The Stick reminded me to show no fear, stand tall, keep my shoulders back, and.