‘What the hell took you so long?’ Cal wanted to know. ‘Sorry, I couldn’t find the right dress at first,’ Caitlin said sheepishly. ‘Have yo...u heard of a cell phone?’ Cal asked sarcastically. ‘We called Jake,’ Caitlin answered, getting her dress out of the back of the SUV. ‘Jess, will you hold on to my dress for me? I don’t want Jake to see it before the wedding,’ she wanted to know. Jessica nodded. ‘No problem,’ Jessica assured her friend. ‘Have you eaten?’ Danny asked. ‘Yes. We stopped at the. Though it still looked like an abandoned three bay service station with a face lift.The law was enforced by several Sheriff's Deputies who roamed the county. If there was a major crime, the state police investigated it. It would have over whelmed the resources of the deputies. As I said, Portage was just fly shit on the big old county map that hung on the wall in County Seat.On the first Monday of every month, the traffic in County Seat tripled as the circuit court came into session. Portage. Everyone know me as atransexual. Some were convinced I had already had an SRS operation. Iwasn't even the main neighborhood gossip anymore. I was ... a maid.One day, when I was at the register, Sammy, the grocer, asked me out. Itold him no, the way I always told everyone no. And then self-realizationwashed over me. This is who I was. That wasn't going to change. I wasn'tgoing to go back. My boobs were real. My dick didn't seem to work muchanymore. I was just a lonely woman approaching her 30s.I. I was having a long term desire on her. At least to touch her body at any point of time in my life and I thought that today, the god has opened his eyes for me. I thanked all the gods and waiting for the lamps of the bus to be switched off. After half an hour that also happened. Then, I kept my right hand on the bars of the window, stretching my hand behind her head. And as if sleeping, I put her hand on her right shoulder and started sleeping. As it was totally dark, no one could watch this,.