"I'm very, very sorry." He finally pushed past Irma and ran out the back door. John hid from everyone's view for the next two days. Every time he reca...led the look on Irma's face, he died inside. He had never been so embarrassed in his life and, worse, he had no idea what to do next. He just sat at his desk pretending to read while Julie puttered around, oblivious to his intense pain and suffering. She instead was focussed on decorating their new nursery.Though emerging from seclusion was not. “Beth,” she smiled.” I have your clothes picked out over here.” Something in her smile looked predatorily to Beth.Beth followed her to the dressing rooms. The woman handed Beth an outfit from a rack of clothes near the door.“You have to...” Beth startedThe lady held up her phone.” I have it on speed dial,” she sneered.” I have no lost love for you uppity bitches.” No help here, Beth realized as she clamped her mouth closed.The first outfit didn’t look too bad. The top was two-toned. The sleeves. ”“Too bad,” he said. “Where’s it parked?” he asked Lori.“Over off Glenwood where it’s free,” Lori told him.“So you could leave it?”“I could.”“I can drive you to it later.”“Joe...”“I know,” he said. “But it’s a beautiful night.”“It is. Okay.”“Great.”He took her hand and Cheryl’s and they began to walk through downtown. It was late, but some of the bars had a few patrons still lingering out front. Especially the low key gay bar with no signage. Last minute hook ups.“Tell me about the masks,” Lori. So anyways there I was searching the internet looking up what femalehormones would do to a boy my age, I saw how passable trans girls werethat started hrt early, I wanted to be one of those girls, I just wish Icould come out, but the fear of being rejected by my family and friendswas something I wasn't sure I could deal with, but the need to be a girl,to be female was too much, everyday at school I saw girls in classbeginning to change, they were growing breasts and getting girl curves,they.