I would still miss the others, but I was ready for what tomorrow would bring.I looked up at Storm and could feel that he was thinking about past lives...and the challenges his children had been through to get to him. I could sympathise and knew he would become a close friend in time. Storm had that ability to draw people to him, and he accepted people as they were.I looked at David and Kelli and knew that they too would be important in my future and I was more than happy to be here with them. It. A feminine gesturethat I almost subconsciously acquired. It was only with girls of theiracquaintance though. Or (in my case) boys with tits who wore skirts. Ibought more dresses, skirts and tops. More nylons, More knickers. Butalways pink ones. I realised that my pink knickers were a sort of badgeof honour. An acknowledgement that I was a sissy boy in a bra and skirt.They started to call me Didi instead of Dee. I liked that.And however many new clothes I bought there always seemed to be. More

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