"Herbert," she said. "Why are you wearing my clothes?"With an uncharacteristically high heart the man replied in a scratchy, squeaky voice: "I am not ...erbert. I am Helen. And these are my clothes. Do you like them?"The man gracefully rose from the table. He loved sunny, shining mornings like this. His brawny, hairy arms bulged forth from a sleeveless, ankle-length floral print dress several sizes too small for his bulky frame. The man's feet, narrowly squeezed into silver-accented women's. In fact, I had a hard time remembering just why it was wrong. Ahyes, I was really a genetic boy in love with a lovely genetic girl. Whydid life have to be so complicated? Could I actually find myself having"feelings" for some guy? Was I turning gay? It's funny, I thought of Samas male but it all just seemed so natural between us. This just seemedperverse somehow. What scared me even more was that it seemed "right"somehow.Fred kissed me one last time before departing and promised to call. More

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