...............I have lost my baby boy, the pain of what you wentthrough is unbearable" more tears flooded down her face.I asked all sorts of question...s. We relived the moment that she found mydiagnosis of CAH and that I had actually been born female, I only everconsidered my own pain and circumstances. I hadn't thought of the painit caused my parents, I didn't realise that my dad had been forced toreceive psychiatric treatment and had been prescribed tranquilisers, hecouldn't accept my change. It would be adultery, you know.’ She sat back. I downed the remnants of my wine, thinking, and then took a deep breath. ‘Yes, I’m very aware of everything. But, you don’t know the full story and, really, this isn’t the place to talk about it.’ Gaynor nodded, her gaze fixed firmly on my face. ‘I could guess some things from what you’ve already hinted. But, you’re right, this isn’t the place.’ She swigged the last of her wine and lifted her bag off the floor onto her lap. ‘But I want to hear all. ?I need to evaluate your disciplinary background and your willingness to undergo chastisement as part of your service training.? Upon hearing this, Peggy almost audibly gulped. She had certain fears and suspicions that had caused her anxiety on her way over. They were now confirmed. About the maximal response that Peggy could muster was a barely perceptible ?OK?. Joan slightly raised her voice, ?What did you say?? ?OK? more clearly said Peggy. Joan replied, ?Would not ‘Yes Madam’ be more. The magnet pulled strongly and our need for contact increased exponentially with each millimetre of distance lost from between us. She pushed her fringe out of her eyes in a motion meant to place it behind an ear, but it fell back as soon as her hand left it. In one sweeping motion she stepped close to me, her feet planted one between my own and the other outside. She put a hand around to my back, feeling my latisimus and wanting to pull me in even closer. The warmth from her skin came through.