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Author's Note:

'I went back to the car, but I was secretly looking for the portal.'

Hi, that's my favorite line in this crazy story of mine. I always thought to myself that I would write a full blown Speculative trans story, thank God I never followed through with it... but I do love the idea of a portal. Sometimes I see something familiar or weird and I glance around. I am always looking for a portal, you never know... Oooh, but I would never tell anyone, or did I just? Ha, I hope YOU like it...

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"Pancakes?" I called into the hallway where his bedroom was. I didn't want to get too close, I didn't want to alarm him, I didn't want to see him naked.

I felt wonderful the next morning, things were different. Max dropped me off to pick up the violet-colored car. I said hello to the man with his kids, I admired the two bikes. Max watched me from the window of his Jeep, he had a huge smile on his face. I think he was surprised I was talking to someone. I felt so nice, and feminine, today, I had on a denim skirt, a white top, and six-inch pumps, I wanted someone to see my legs in the nude nylons. I wanted to show off my long nails.

The little girl I saw yesterday was on one of the bikes, she was probably seven, or eight, and she had blonde hair like me. I could be talking to myself, I could have gone back in time, through some other dimension, a portal, where I was a female child ready to take on the world. Ready to learn how to ride a bike.

"I'm Sabrina, what's your name?"

'Nicole."

"Hi, Nicole."

"That's my brother Nicklaus." She pointed. "Oh and that's my dad, I call him dad."

I smiled, she was cute. "Hi, Nicklaus, hi, dad, that nosy man in the Jeep is Max." Max waved. "Bye, have fun on your bikes, thanks for watching my car." They waved to us, it was nice. I went back to the Jeep and took out one of the potted plants I bought for the house, and the flowers I got from the woman at the market. I gave it to Nicole. She smiled and sniffed, I tapped her nose and then waved goodbye to the others again. It was the nicest Sunday morning I have ever had in my life.

I went back to the car, but I was secretly looking for the portal.

Max followed me back to the house, our house. I listened to music and watched him in my rearview mirror. Every couple of blocks I gave him a wave, I didn't know if he could see me but I didn't care. I loved that he was behind me, making sure I was on the right path, going in the right direction. I would have never expected this, I remembered the day I was dressed as a barmaid, dressed as a woman, seeing Max from afar. I never would have expected he would treat me like this or be intimate one day, never in a million years.

We passed my blue Toyota in the parking spot by the side of the house. We backed side by side in the garage, violet and black, I had the whole day to do nothing.

"Max, can we spend the day together?"

"We can, I would love that."

Some part of me felt like this was the beginning. This was the new start. I felt like I was getting ready to learn how to ride a bike.

*

"Why are you so hard already Mister?"

"Well, I have been thinking of doing this all day."

Max and I were in my room. I was being cute. We went to an antique store this weekend and bought a bench, it was a love seat. It matched my furniture, it had a little back on it, it had arms. We wanted to be able to sit a little more comfortably when we watched YouTube and the videos we found. We watched everything on a new TV. A nice big mirror behind it, I needed to see us, a man and a woman together. My new room was beginning to feel more like me, more lived in.

"Oh, my god, I found the best pair of legs, wait 'til you see this," Max would find something, and I would find something else. It's crazy, but masterbating had become less solitary, it became a part of our nightly ritual.

"Mmm, I love that. Look at her lips, CDs, drag queens always have the best lips. I love watching them put on makeup."

"So do I." He smiled he kissed my cheek.

We found some more videos of beautiful CDs fixing their mascara, and putting on lipstick. I went to my vanity and picked out a nice plum, dark and matte, I took off the pink. I sat back on the bench to watch the monitor again, Max watched me, I ignored him. "Don't you want to see how she does her lips?" I was being cute, I was trying to flirt.

He was looking at my lipstick tube, he had an expectant look on his face. He was waiting. I remember him asking me about my lips before I moved in before we really knew each other.

"Um, I was wondering if you were, you know..."

"Mmm, I guess." I playfully shook my shoulders, and I turned the bottom of the tube, I held up a little mirror, I put on the new purple. Top lip, then bottom lip. I checked I turned, I looked into my little mirror. I cleaned up the edges with my pinky, I rubbed my now darker lips together, I had an audience. I smiled into my mirror and then showed Max. "Like?"

"Mmm, I do,"

He had his hand on his cock, it was sticking out of his briefs, he was still so hard, he leaned over and kissed me. He lightly kissed my lips, I started to suck his tongue. I took hold of his manhood myself, I started to pump him. I had his cock in my hands way more than I had my little 'clit' in mine the last couple of weeks. I was getting very good at making him cum, making him happy, we didn't think we needed to update the woman when we made our calls about this little turn of events, they always seemed a little annoyed at me anyway. I could just imagine though, 'Hi Beth, yes, I have been taking care of your boyfriend, you know he has such a big cock, do you remember what it looks like, should I send you a picture? I'm sorry my nails are in the way, hehe...'

He didn't last long, once again I had his warm cum in my hands, I licked my palm clean as he watched, and then we kissed again, slightly salty.

"Mmm, you taste so good," He told me, he told me this every time. He would then run his nose through my hair, and my neck, he would hold me and caress me tight. I could tell he was enjoying my scent, my body. I was enjoying the closeness, the intimacy, the romance of it.

I started to realize my life before Max was mostly alone. For work I was either on the phone, going through catalogs, or colors, by myself in someone's empty closet. If I was home I would be by myself, trying on different outfits, taking pictures for my collection. Lula tended to do other things without me, she was always out of the house, she'd go out after work, hang out with the couples at restaurants and coffee shops, and visit or talk to her friends on the phone. We very rarely ate at the same table, even slept together. We were barely a couple.

Max and I were suddenly always together. Now that I was always in a dress, always in makeup and heels it was better. He liked the female me, he seemed uncomfortable before when I wasn't dressed up, and it was understandable, he wanted to be with a 'woman.' The day we came home from meeting Nicole and picking up the car we were on the steps of his house and I whispered in his ear as he got out his keys, we waved to a couple of neighbors.

"You called me your girlfriend yesterday."

He paused opening the door, "I did, is that okay?"

"What about Beth, would she mind?"

"She would, she would scream and throw things at us, she has a temper. But that is the chance I am willing to take." He laughed and then he kissed me. His tongue went gently through my lips. Our first kiss out in the open, in front of others, in front of the entire world. I put my hand on his chest, he put his arms around me.

We hugged, it was nice. "Sabrina I'm sorry I didn't ask you. I really like this, would you like to be my girlfriend?"

I smiled, we kissed again at the top of the steps, I saw the violet car in front of the house. "Does the car come with this new position?"

He looked at me, he glanced at Beth's car. "I'm afraid it does." We laughed, we kissed some more. We fell into the house and I took him into my bedroom.

***

"What did I love? Hmmph." I was on my freshly made bed, I was kind of bouncing. "Mmm, what did I love?"

I love that he asked me that question, but I didn't know, I had no clue what I loved, what turned me on, what made me warm and fuzzy inside. I mean I had an idea, but I couldn't put my finger on it. My finger was on my D cup breast.

I decided I couldn't answer him. Max was above me, looking down on me, I had on long false lashes, I felt very warm, comfortable.

"Can I take you out tonight?"

"Go out, are you sure? Someone might see us." I was nervous, I didn't want one of his or his girlfriend's friends to see us. I didn't want him to have to explain anything. Well, anything again. I didn't want anyone to think we were cheating, or worse, that he was being sneaky.

"Yeah, so. I want you to go out, look at you, you look so hot in all those new dresses of yours. Don't you want to have dinner, go shopping? Don't you want to show off those legs?"

I looked down, I was wearing only a corselette, pantyhose, and heels. I stretched my legs out.

He held my chin, he looked at me, "Um, miss, don't you think we should leave the house?"

So I got dressed and we did. It would be the second time we did something together in the world, with me glammed up, dressed like the perfect girlfriend. When I texted Lula she was asking if I was enjoying myself, my time as a girl. I couldn't tell her that after almost two months I just started. I just finished everything up with the house, finally finished Beth's closet, just bought new clothes and just started going out. I also didn't want Lula or especially Beth to find out Max was being very nice to me. There was no pressure, no rush, it was all so natural and relaxed. Sometimes if we needed space I didn't even see him for a couple of days, or if he was on a call for work, or far away, I would tend to miss him. I didn't want Lula to get jealous of me, she told me Beth was a little grouchy, a little mean. Said she kind of liked it sometimes, she told me I could be a little mean to her when she was back in California.

It wouldn't happen, I wouldn't be mean to her, to anyone. I was a nice 'girl.' I tended to forget all about them. They weren't here, they didn't matter as much to me anymore.

"Wow, you look incredible." Max was looking at me, lately, he had been looking at me a lot, a lot differently. He was always smiling, he was always touching me, he was definitely happier living with a 'woman,' and not a man pretending to be one. Once I committed to dressing up he was all for it, he was completely in. I was always female to him, he never slipped or brought up my other gender, and the pronouns were always correct. I was more than a little appreciative.

"Really, it's not too short?"

"Sabrina, can a woman even wear a dress that's too short? I don't think so. At least not when a man is watching." And he laughed, he took my hand and we walked over to the wall of mirrors by the front door. He stood behind me, he wanted me to look at myself, get comfortable, he rubbed my back, he moved my hair, he lightly kissed my neck.

I had on a short red dress with little white flowers. When Max asked me what I loved, the only thing I told him was flowers, even though I knew he meant something else. Almost all of my dresses had a flower pattern, even my jewelry had flower designs, I knew what I liked, I just didn't know what I loved.

The hem of the dress came about mid-thigh, showing off my nude pantyhose, showing off my legs. I had on the push-up bra in the corselette and it was giving me some incredible cleavage. I had my D cup forms in my bra. My hair covered, even more, reaching the top of my boobs, strawberry blonde and slightly wavy. I had on four-inch beige sandals and I carried my little red bag. I was ready to go out. I was so ready to be a girlfriend.

"I need you to kiss me," I told him, my voice was so quiet, I wanted to feel like Beth.

"Will that make you feel better?" He kissed my neck, it was so nice, it was very romantic.

"Mmm, where are we going?" I had the chills.

"First tell me if you are ready." He looked in my eyes, in the reflection, I could tell he was worried about me. The last time we were out I was so upset, I think I was now ready to try and go out again, especially if he was with me. Especially if I really looked okay. I wanted him to treat me like he does Beth, I wanted to be his almost prettier, substitute girlfriend.

I had on press-on nails, they were white, they looked so nice as I moved the hair out of my eyes, really just to get a better look at Max. My makeup was light, I had on long false lashes and dark eyeliner and shadow. My lips matched my bag, bright and red, I thought I looked okay. Waking up as a woman for the last two weeks has done something to my brain, my way of thinking, and even my libido. It all felt so natural.

I smiled, my teeth were whiter, my smile and eyes of course were bigger, I guess I was ready to go out.

"Thank you for having so much faith in me," And I smiled at him again. "I'm ready."

"Great."

"So do I get to find out where you are taking me?"

"Dinner, but first I want to take you someplace. Someplace you will love."

*

Surprisingly we pulled into the Cali Mall right near the house. He smiled as he helped me out. As I spun out of his Jeep, my legs exposed to the parking lot. He took my hand as I stood up, fixed my dress, fixed my hair. I stayed quiet I didn't want him to know I was nervous.

"Do you want to hold my arm?"

"Okay." And I did, I held him tight, I smiled at the beautiful women we passed, the little children, the older men hanging in front of the stores, the cashiers looking out the windows. Max kept patting my hand as I held him. He was so tall, at least three to four more inches taller than me in my heels. I felt like a woman with a man, I didn't feel like I was standing out. When I am out by myself I feel everyone is looking at me, disapproving.

"Here we go." We walked into a spa, we walked to the side, there was a young Asian woman at the counter, I started to get nervous, I didn't want to shed my clothes at a spa.

"Can I help you?" She had a big bright smile on her face, she looked at both of us, but Max started to speak as I held onto him still. I needed the support.

"Hi, yes, my girlfriend would like her nails done." He then looked at me, my knees were a little weak, especially him referring to me as his girlfriend again. I knew he liked what happened last week, how excited I got when we got back to the house. When I thought about him telling the people at the Farmers Market I was his girlfriend.

"Ooh, okay follow me, I will introduce you to Amber." We followed, there were so many women getting their faces worked on, their hair, then to the back of the shop, their nails. "Amber, I have a new client for you." She sang and then Amber turned around. She was tall, beautiful, full head of long shiny gray hair.

She grabbed our hands. "Hi, hi, and who are you two."

"I'm Max and this is my girlfriend Sabrina?"

She looked at me, I was wondering if she was surprised I had a boyfriend. I had a feeling she knew I was trans, but it didn't matter. "Wonderful. Hi Sabrina, let me see." She lifted my hand with the plastic nails on, she shook her head. "Are we taking these off, do you want tips?"

"Um," I looked at Max again, these are questions I should know the answers to.

"She does."

"Great. Do you want them as long as this? Or do you want them even longer?" She squinted at me, I liked her right away.

I looked up at Max, I crossed my legs as I stood, I was being a little jumpy, hopefully, he will tell her. "Baby let's go long." He put a hand on my shoulder and I smiled.

Amber made me sit and she had him sit next to us. "Okay, do you want to pick out a color, or do you want me to find something that matches your dress, your bag, god it is so nice, you have such great taste." And she held it, inspecting, then she hung it on the arm of the styling chair.

I smiled up at her, I wasn't used to talking to beautiful women while wearing lipstick and a dress. Megan is the only one I ever talk to, and mostly it's as a boy, and for some reason, she never calls me or calls me back anymore. I should be at her salon, not this new one. But it didn't matter I was with Max, I was enjoying myself.

"Um, can you pick me something out? I would like that."

Her smile got even bigger. "Of course sweetheart, I will be right back."

I closed my eyes, I took a breath, I needed to relax. Max touched my arm, he then moved the hair out of my eyes. "You are doing great, I can't wait to see you with longer nails and with a bigger smile, heh."

"Look at you two, so much in love, I am so jealous." She smiled as we all surrounded her little work table. "My husband would never walk into a salon, he has never even been in here."

"You should ask him, he can keep you company." I smiled, I couldn't believe I was talking, I couldn't believe Max had his arms around my chair. I couldn't believe how excited I was, my panties were getting tight and wet, so I recrossed my legs and gave her my hand. I felt so feminine, the way she held my fingers, the way my wrists were slightly bent. I started to feel Max's hand on my shoulder, playing with my hair.

It was nice being pampered. I was surrounded by both of them, when the girl from the front walked in I just smiled, I wanted to show off my 'boyfriend' and my new nail technician who was painting my nails. It took a while and Amber had to stretch.

"Sabrina, Max this is Anja. She is very new here." She laughed, she smiled at the beautiful Japanese woman with the long jet black hair.

"Ha, I started a week after you. Would everyone like some wine?" She asked us.

"Okay." I smiled I was getting used to slightly talking.

Anja walked back in with a bottle and three glasses, soon we were sipping. Amber had my hands under a UV light. Max was still so close to me, he was doing the talking, he kept on saying he couldn't wait to hold my hands. We all laughed.

"Do you want to take off your stockings, I can do your toes? I can make you match."

I looked at Max again, I wouldn't be able to get my pantyhose off with my nails just painted, I was getting nervous again.

"Um,"

"Let's do it, baby, it'll be nice." He then lightly kissed my cheek, I had an orgasm. I couldn't believe it, It was crazy, I felt myself vibrate, shake, I hoped no one noticed, I held onto his chest. The way he looked at me took me so over the edge. Him calling me baby, him kissing me in front of another person, it was so validating, so sensual. I'm surprised I didn't scream. I suddenly felt much more relaxed, I felt my panties, they were so wet.

"Um, okay."

Amber helped with my heels, the pantyhose, she made me put my feet up, she put dividers between my toes. I finished the wine. Max was loving this, he had a huge grin on his face, I had a feeling he knew he had made me cum. He had made me feel like a 'woman.' He couldn't take his eyes off of my legs.

The two of them conversed some more while she made my toes red, taking off the neutral color I usually wore. I would have to tell Megan I went to see someone else, I would have to tell her I was cheating on her. It made me smile when I thought of that.

"What?" Max put his hand on my chin, I looked up at him. "You have such a delicious smile on your lips."

"Ha, you two are so cute. Why don't you come back one day and I will clean up your lashes and eyebrows. Maybe even pierce those ears." She winked as she massaged my feet after she put away the polish. "I will convince my husband to come in, you can all meet. I will need an excuse to get him in here." We laughed and we agreed.

Amber wouldn't let me put on my pantyhose, she wanted the nails to fully dry, so I slipped on the sandals and put the stockings in my bag. The red looked incredible, I completely matched. I don't think I was ever this happy before, just the simplest things made me excited. I was also still feeling my afterglow.

I now could answer Max's original question.

*

"I have another stop to make before we go to dinner, is that okay?"

I smiled, "Of course, I am here for you." I took his arm again and drew him closer. I was having fun, I was hoping everyone was looking at my toes.

We walked a couple of storefronts away, we were soon in a bank, Chase. We walked out a half-hour later, I had a checking and savings account now under my femme name. I was promised an ATM card in four days. I was hanging onto Max, he had been wonderful today, he had been so nice ever since I walked into his life.

"I even ordered a new credit card with your name on it. No more misunderstandings about ID, no more trouble with cashiers, no more shopping alone. I would like to go with you, is that okay?"

I stopped us, surrounded by shoppers with bags, and carts, and children, I had to look at Max, I had to see his eyes. "Really?"

"Of course. Beth never, ever, let me go with her anywhere. She is more of a lone shopper, hah, she would never let me kiss her in front of anyone either." He pulled back and ran his fingers through my hair. "I like that you need company. I love holding your hand." And then we kissed, we were still surrounded by shoppers and children and couples going out to dinner. I had my longer nails in his short hair.

"Max?"

I felt him remove his tongue from my mouth slowly, I felt him shift his gaze over my shoulder, I felt him tense up.

"Oh, hi, Marion, Jeff."

I turned, a man and a woman were watching me, I knew who they were, the Antonelli's. Marion looked into my eyes, she seemed quite pleased to catch Max making out with a woman in red at a busy strip mall. She smiled at me, she put out her hand, she introduced me to the two of them.

Max spoke up for me, "This is Sabrina."

"Hi." I smiled, I showed my white teeth, I was giving them my friendliest look. I could tell she wanted to be informed, she wanted the story, she wanted to know what happened to Beth.

"We are going to get Mexican with the crew, why don't you come out with us, I'm sure they would love to see you, the TWO of you." Her husband shook his head, I could tell he could care less. The last time I saw him I went to their house with a sectional couch from one of the stores I worked with. It had this incredible fabric they picked out, it was so big, I got it reupholstered for them, it was a favor. We had a beer before I left. Lula was surprised I was mingling with her friends, now here I was mingling again. I hoped they didn't recognize me.

Max picked up my hand and held it with the other, "What do you think? In the mood for a little Mexican?"

Did I want to sit with these people again, it brought back sad memories, it reminded me that I didn't like meeting Beth and now I was holding her boyfriend's hand. But I had to try and move on, try to come to terms with things I didn't like or agree with, and sometimes you had to eat, no?

"Little Mexican is fine." I felt myself smile big, I felt Max's aura, chakras, and whatever other kind of signal he was sending me, engulf me, I knew he wanted to go with them. As we walked behind them he told me he wanted to show me off and he wanted us to be with people.

*

We were entering our third month of living together. I loved that term, living together, I wanted to call people I knew, especially Megan, call people I didn't know, make random phone calls. 'Hi I'm living with a man, he's 6'5" he is huge.' 'Hi I'm still living with a man, over two months, he thinks I'm perfect, he says I make the best drinks, the best noise, the best entrance, he says I need company.'

'No we're not sleeping together, not yet, now you are being silly.'

I wanted to tell the couples at the table, I wanted to tell them something about me. There was a couple at the end that I didn't know, they were older than the rest, they were quite happy for more arriving people. A big table in a little Mexican, I smiled at the table, six people smiled back. Seven and eight, that would be me and Max. I was still going to be the seventh wheel. I was thinking that would finally be okay.

I sat next to Marion, across from Max, he held my hand, he played with my fingers, he couldn't stop touching me. I looked at Marion, "I just got new nails," and I showed her my longer than usual red talons, I had the longest nails at the table, I even had the longest hair. I didn't have the biggest breasts.

"Nice, very beautiful." She smiled at me, she turned my free hand over in hers.

We had margaritas, eight of them. We had conversations, sometimes four at a time, it was wonderful. When I was with Lula she sort of talked for me, she told the table what I was thinking, what I was going to say, going to do, she very rarely looked at me. Now, it was fun, I didn't even care if I was part of the conversation, I was looking at Max, he was either holding my hand or foot. My heel was between his legs, pushing against his hard cock, it was fun. I could feel him push against it. He was talking to Jeff, but he was focused on his hard-on.

"So how did you two meet?" Marion was asking us, I was still pushing my heel, and Max was still talking to Jeff.

I looked over at him, I was a little nervous, just a little. He grabbed my hand and shook it, my heel fell from between his thighs with a thud, my loud sandal. "Well, it's an interesting story."

"Then you are going to have to tell us." She said, I felt everyone start to pay attention, even the waitress.

Max smiled at me again, I shook my head, I knew he wanted to tell them, he wanted to fill them in on my real background, not something made up for the masses. "Sabrina is transitioning." He looked around the table, but I focused on him, I clutched his hand. "She used to be, well, Lula's boyfriend. But now she is presenting as a female. I am very proud of her."

Marion took my chin and brought it around to face her. "I knew you looked familiar, plus no one has this color hair."

"Just me."

"That explains why we haven't seen you in a while."

I could go for that explanation, it seemed pretty plausible. "That's right."

"And we hardly ever see Max. And since, um, the other women are away..."

Max interrupted her, he didn't want to talk about other women. "Well you can now see the both of us, we are kind of a thing." And he shook my hand again. He made me look at him. I kind of wish he didn't say that, I would have liked a little secrecy just in case some of the couples said anything to Lula and Beth. The only thing was, it was making me wet in my panties, it was definitely making me excited and I could tell Max knew it. "Right baby?"

Was he asking me? Was I the baby in that sentence? He shook my hand again, he was waiting for a response, they all were.

"Right."

Soon the other couple at the end sat next to us, they moved their chairs, we were now in the middle of the conversation. We were the conversation. I told them everything, the selling of the house, the moving in with Max, the relocation of the two girlfriends.

Marion seemed so interested, "So you two are going out together, does Beth know?"

Max answered, I just shrugged, I was thinking that the two girlfriends probably had an idea. Lula would be surprised about my sexuality but I didn't think Beth would. I feel she expected I swung that way to begin with.

"They don't, please don't tell them yet, we are waiting for the right moment."

We took some pictures, we had one more drink.

We left with everyone, we made more plans, it was nice. Maybe brunch on Sunday, maybe dinner on Tuesday maybe drinks on Wednesday. I loved it, I loved being part of a crowd, part of a couple, part of someone else's life. I just wished they were my friends and not Lula and Beth's.

*

We were in the car, we were heading home.

"Can we pass by Nicole's house, is it too late?"

Max held my hand, he grinned. "It's not late, we can drive by."

For some reason seeing the two little children made me happy, introducing them to me and Max was fun, something about it, I didn't even know what. It was better than telling my story to all of Lula and Beth's friends.

He changed lanes, we were getting closer to the kid's house, we drove by slow, the lights were on, it was quiet. I felt better knowing everyone was safe, hopefully in bed. Hopefully dreaming.

I took a deep breath, I closed my eyes. "Do you think anyone will say anything?"

"Why?" Max grabbed my hand as he drove, it was nice. "A little nervous?"

"No, a lot nervous."

"Ha, Sabrina, I love how cute you are. They had to know we would have an affair, a relationship, don't you think? Plus, how was I going to live with a hot woman and not want to get inside her panties."

I looked at him, I made a face, "I am not letting you in my panties." I took back my hand, I was looking at my nails. I had such a great time today and now real-life was showing its ugly head. "How long have you been with Beth?"

He looked over at me, he had a sly grin returning to his face, he was thinking, "Maybe three years, on and off. We used to go to those socials with the Antonellis' all the time when we first met, that's when I first met Lula, she used to come with some guy from their work." He shrugged, I watched him, "But I could tell Marion didn't really like Beth. She can get a little loud, heh. So we stopped going, well I stopped going."

"I stopped when Beth started showing up again." I glanced at him, I didn't want him to think I was being mean or facetious. "She took my place at the table." I made a sad smile and he held my hand again.

"Well let's not worry about them, they were the ones that planned this, they were the ones that found we had some things in common. I'm not thinking about them, and I'm sure they aren't thinking too much about us."

"Mmm."

We were getting closer to home, Max's home, "I mean they had that affair after college, I'm sure they are keeping each other very good company in Argentina." We turned down our block, he parked next to the violet car.

"Really?" I wanted to know more about 'after college' but I started trying to forget about them like he was. I watched him close the windows, I was playing with the hem of my dress, I was pulling it up. "Max, I'm wearing white panties." He smiled.

*

End of Part 3 of 6