"Someone once said that tears are merely a reflection of the soul,whether its fear, joy, or sadness. All those years of hiding,frustration, fear, and ...ecrecy came to a head all at once, and Istarted to cry."Why are you crying Michael? This is what you want isn't it? To liveand work as a female?"My head popped up, and out came, "What!" I'm sure its true Michael, based on the number of times you woreClaire's clothes!"Shocked that mother knew about my dressing up as a girl, and afraid ofwhat I. " Was her reply.She fumbled with the card as she tried to open the door. Her hand was shaking. I reached down and took the card from her. I pressed my body against her back touching her for the first time. I heard the electronic lock release. I reached for the door knob and place one hand on her hip to guide her inside. As we stepped through the door I felt the cool of the air conditioning hit my face. I slid my arm around her waist and pulled her back into me. The door slammed shut with a loud. More

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