Everyone compelled us to dance as we were the only ones left alone. Mom agreed to dance with me. We danced hugging each other and enjoyed the party. W... left the party hall after some time, as she was not feeling well. We reached her house, she prepared dinner and served me.She discussed her past life for the first time with me. She was very upset as she had a bad past. I was looking at her eyes while she talks. She started to cry as she reminded her past life. I hugged her and was consoling. I was just another one ofthe girls. But I was now more one of the group. One of the sisters. Iwas involved in more of the conversations, got more smiles. And Irealised that women were more tactile than men. It was natural for themto touch one's arm gently when explaining something or expressing acommon feeling. And although I was hesitant to start doing this myself,for the time being at least, I realised that it meant I was beingtreated as a female. Except, of course, that I was called Sissy.. More

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