I have to know," Jennifer cried. 'This is no joke. I'm afraid I've got another shock for you. Your father, Robert Williams was born Rose Williams on t...he 20th September 1930. Yes, that was my birthday. His parents were Fred and Gloria Williams of 158 Northholt St, New Jersey. He always wanted to be a housewife and look after his beautiful children. That may seem strange to you nowadays but then it was the done thing to do. Your father knew all about me, because in a way he created me. However. " I don't know what you're trying to pull, young lady, but the Department of Human Services has information to the contrary." Wendy?" Good God! Triplets!"Vee looked disgusted, "You have no idea how much that pisses me off," she said.Wendy grinned, "You have no idea how much I like hearing that." What? That it pissed me off?" asked Vee."No. That people think I'm fifteen." She preened.The younger Social Worker suggested, "I don't suppose any of you have Identity cards?"Wendy and Junior. .....the casbah of Marrakech....teeming with people but providing welcome shade.....from that searing heat.........the snake-charmers !! ....that was my wife's biggest worry! (Not the charmers...only the snakes!). She felt every old, sun-wizened face might be harbouring a snake somewhere on his person. (I had the same feelings...but my vision was of a slightly different 'snake' !!)....we reached a suddenly quiet shady corner in the myriad of alleyways that form the casbah. My wife paused, bent. We don't fault mom and dad, not one iota.But now that things were out in the open, dad showed us reading material that opened our eyes to other people like ourselves.Unfortunately, they exploited themselves or others exploited them in publications and movies where they are known as she-males, but most she-males are just guys with titties and female hormones - they don't have vaginas, at all.Mom had met dad because of his special nature. Dad is the rarest of our kind: The male with the extra.