Except Grace had to learn it all backwards and in high heels.By the time the surprise, Maryanne, came along we were accomplished dancers and doing our... very best to hide “sissy” stuff from our friends.Wait ... wait ... wait. Let me rephrase that. Charles and I were the hiding ones ... Grace taught her friends. Charlie and I always managed to be elsewhere when the girls wanted to dance.So ... when I led Grace out on the floor ... the misogynists laughed ... and trapped flies. It helped that she. ‘That’s good because I have a surprise for you. I want you to close your eyes.’ she said as she stood there looking down at me. I was a bit stunned but I closed my eyes anyways not knowing, but perhaps hoping, on what was going to happen next.As soon as my eyes were shut she reached down and took my hand, guiding my fingers over her black shirt. Helping me undo each of her buttons one by one, slowly and deliberately. As the last button had come undone she instructed me to help her take her. We grew again. My assistant joined us, one of club friends, and several others like Holly.”Alice said, “What started this, and Susan this might apply to you, was that one of my friends decided that Dave and I needed to loosen up. We were fundamentalist evangelicals, and wound tighter than a spool of thread. That said, we were slowly realizing that something wasn’t right in who we were or what we’d been taught. I guess we wanted something refreshing because we started our loosening up process. Do you know if she and Jim have been, you know.” asked his mother, looking down at her clenched hands.“What?”“You know, do you think that they have slept together?” His mother spat out the words like rancid milk.“I don’t know, how should I?” replied Mike, looking out the window.“Tell us the truth, Mike. This is very important.” she said, her voice quivering with emotion.“Honest, I don’t know. I know she really likes him. He seems OK to me. What’s happened?”“Nothing, we hope.” offered his.