." I'm fine," Michelle protested, trying to waive them off."We'll just have a look Ma'am," said a large burley man with a high andtight military style... haircut. The name on his name tag was RogerKimbolt and he was calm, insistent but also very gentle. "Really Mr. Kimbolt, I'm fine. We're on our way to see our dau... Aunt,our Aunt," Roger and his partner, Mike Thompson looked at each other,acknowledging the hitch in Michelle's dialog. "She's very sick..." Well, let's make sure that you're not. ."For the first time I went to him, sat on his lap, and put my arms aroundhis neck. "Daddy," I said softly, "I've always been a girl, even when Iwas little only now it's true on the outside. I can't be who you want meto be daddy, but I can be your daughter, if you let me." But you..." he started to say."Yes, I am your daughter, but you never really accepted me as a girl,you only tolerated me. Now I want to be your daughter, just like Nancy." But I never..." Daddy, you always were pragmatic, so. "Listen honey," she said, turning to Amy. "I know about you and Jimmy, and all the nasty things you've been doing?" You do?" Amy said, a little stunned, then looked over at me. "You told mom, Jimmy?" Yeah," I confessed. "I figured I told you about me and her, so I'd tell her about you and me, Amy. It only seemed fair." And I know you're bisexual, honey," mom said to her. "And that you have a serious case of lust for me... as I have for you."My sister was still a little stunned, I'm sure. Not pausing at all, I brought the mallet down on his wrist, knocking the gun loose. It fired as he dropped it and blew the TV to smithereens.The blast caused the other man to turn around to see what was going on. The mallet had bounced up when I hit the gunman so stepped past fringed jacket, slid my right foot toward the second man, and used the momentum to backhand the knife wielder on the side of the head with the mallet. I used the far side of his head as my impact point and he went down.