"Looking down at my now male body, I could sympathize. "I'm sorry,Gramps. Why didnt she, he come out of the closet? Why am I only hearingthis now?" W...ell, after he had your father, he had all but shut down because ofbeing forced to play the female role. He decided the only way tosurvive was to totally go into the closet, to never even mention"Steve". So I honored that choice, and it was the biggest mistake of mylife. He just... wasted away, and died young. I When the show started,and they were. The sunlight filtered down to them in the main rotunda through the pyramid-shaped glass ceiling. Brightly coloured low cut tops and short skirts worn by Dan’s girls encouraged spring to please soon arrive. Abby dressed conservatively in a white scoop top that revealed a little polite cleavage and form-fitting blue jeans.Abby put her right arm behind, scratching her back along her bra line. “It feels uncomfortable wearing a bra. I’m so used to not wearing one around you and the family,” she. Uncompromising, resolute, relentless in her representation of clients, no matter what her personal thoughts. That is not to say she did not have morals, did not sometimes question her taking on the criminals and anti-socials that her colleagues wouldn’t touch, but rather that her ambition was boundless… Something that was already earning her a reputation as an often-ruthless rising star at the offices of Smythe and Peterson.Bleeping split through the half-awake dreaming of the 29 year-old. Her scent, it was delicious. Like spring, with the freshness of life and colours exploding. It irritated me.All I wanted was to be alone with my thoughts and she chooses to interrupt me insistently. Of course I need not had agreed to share my semi-private cabin, though I only paid for one seat. What was it, that caused me to agree to this intrusion into my privacy?With my eyes unblinking and never turning away from that glorious moon, I wondered what in that briefest of views caused me to allow.