.."David sat back in silence and fumbled with his shapely, feminine hands, fingering a small doily he found on the settee. "I see," he mumbled softly.... He was now some woman who was being dumped via proxy. This seemed pretty humiliating and somehow hurt David's feelings. He felt the beginning of tears welling up, stirring in his breast. But he wasn't really this woman so it was no concern of his, he reminded himself.The other man stirred again. "He told me that, as things stand now, he's. RitaFleming, my endocrinologist. She has managed my transition throughhormones, and I think she knows more about transgendered people andtheir issues than just about anyone. If you talk to her, she can giveyou the medical view on dealing with gender issues, based in WPATH -World Professional Association for Transgender Health."She went on to explain that each transgendered person was different, sowhat worked best for one might not be the best thing for another."I started on hormones before my. I turned up the sound and we heard him tell Molly that I had been killed in a crash in Washington, D.C.. Molly fell on the floor in tears. He went and got a glass of water and we saw him drop some powder in the glass, stir it up then give it to Molly. He got her on the couch in her office and started feeling her all over. At first she resisted, then she seemed to only be semiconscious. I shut the tape off. I didn't want to see more. I removed the tape and replaced it with another cartridge. We. I guess this is the drawback of accepting all friend requests. There was, however, a private message sent to me from a man who spoke politely, professionally, and respectfully. He introduced himself as Michael and explained that he was a self employed something or other who operated an office in a shared floor. His job sounded like it was invented by someone to fill a need that no body knew existed simply because it was a need that no body had. He explained that he was looking for someone to be.