"I looked at Helen andshrugged. "You don't make life decision for your patients," I repeated."Yes, she's here. Okay. Well, we were thinking that there... might be someplace where we could go to, you know, get accustomed . . . Uh huh.Really? I never heard of it. Provincetown. Where's that? Massachusetts.Uh huh. A large lesbian and gay community. TG friendly too. Sounds good.In October? Fantasy?" I motioned for Helen to get something to write on.She took a pad and pen out of a drawer and held them. I also didn’t notice the growing crowd outside trying to peer into the toilet. They all seemed to be looking at me while I pulled up my panties and stood up. Hmmm, that’s strange, I thought. I wonder what they’re looking at. Hot and bothered, and a little sweaty from the long train ride, I walked over to the shower to rinse off. First, I pulled off my slip dress, leaving me only in my garter belt, stockings and sheer panties. I was going to take a shower in plain sight, except no one could see. Saturday morning came, Jim & Jan set off early arriving at Peter & Sally’s house in time for breakfast eager to get started on the photography Peter had requested, Sally was wearing a light sundress and as she went through the back door Jim notice that the dress was see through when the sun was shining through, he noticed that she had a push up bra & “G-string on underneath the dress, although dark in colour he was not able to distinguish the colour. Jan was wearing a pair of cut off shorts & a. I had given him a hint of goings on between me, my wife and Ali. Although he did not understand my nonchalance, he discreetly kept quiet.I called him up and explained briefly whatever I knew about Roma’s case. His first reaction was, “You bloke! I hope, you are not trying to get between her shapely legs and want to fire the gun from my shoulder, is it?”I laughed at his first reaction and joined in his banter, “If I fire my gun from your shoulders, you bugger, you are already in it also. So be a.