No, not a hand... Bobby’s hand. I don’t know why I knew it was Bobby’s hand, but I just felt it.I went to his room, where he had elected to slee... on a mattress on the floor. He said it reminded him of his cell back at St. [redacted].He was asleep. I felt his hand move up my side. It was crazy.“Bobby!” I said, loudly.The hand vanished as he lifted his head.“Huh?” he asked, obviously groggy. “What’s wrong?”“I think you were dreaming,” I said.“What?” He sat up. It was warm and he hadn’t been. She gave my suits and all my shirts and ties andmy dress shoes to the Salvation army and picked through my closetuntil there was hardly anything left but dresses and ladies things.As I got more and more feminine and ladylike I couldn't imagine whatwas coming next!It was early Saturday morning a couple weeks later. Cindy spoke aswe drove along."You're lucky I let you wear pants and a shirt this morning! And Ididn't make you wear makeup or fix your hair either. I should haveput you in a dress,. More

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