I was trying so hard to adjust, Mom kept smiling at me say, "son justsmile, people will return the smile and all will be fine."I was adjusting my bra ...saying it was too tight. Mom said, "Tom don't playwith your bra in public, people are watching. Girls don't adjust our brasin public, it's not lady like. You will get use to the new feeling, itmight take some time to get use to wearing a bra, but you will. Havingthe support is worth the uncomfortable feeling.While driving home Mom looked at me. He needs to leave now. You have to let him out.”She spoke as if we were in a store and Walker was ready to check out or something.“I can’t let him leave, Mom,” I said, fighting to speak in a controlled tone rather than yelling at her. “You need to move aside.”She turned to face me, arms akimbo. “Now, you listen to me, young man.”“No!” I shot back. “I’m not the young man you can order around anymore, mom. I’m doing this to protect you and who knows how many other people.”She stood her ground and. "It was something like that. They'll be back. Be quiet."Sure enough, in a few minutes men were riding along the road and fenceline, calling out, " Nancy, Nancy, come on out." We din't mean to scare you," one man yelled and then he laughed."Shit," another said, "Lets go get a beer. She ain't the only split tail around."The girl put her finger to her lips as our horses bobbed their heads together, getting a sniff of each other.We sat quietly for another ten minutes or so, listening. Then the girl. "And I can't wait to get to know mine - and yours - a bit better."We both giggled then fell onto the bed... One evening soon after we decided to meet for a drink at Dominique.I arrived first, sitting down at a table and Trevor approached to take my order. I was wearing a short skirt and a blouse that showed a generous portion of cleavage.I had to keep reminding myself that he didn't know me, even though I had met him several times as Alyssa."Well hello there," he said with a big smile, his eyes.