"I suppose maybe we should call it a blind date?" No, no, NOOOOOOOO. She had never been on a date in her life. All she had ever done was held hands with another man and that had been nerve-wrecking enough. Sure, now she grabbed people all the time but it was different because she didn't harbor romantic feelings towards them--Okay, FINE. Maybe Engineer, but she had lived with it because she assumed old men were probably married and there was never going to be a big reveal to the rest of the team.
Her mind was screaming while her heart told her to continue. It is for the good of another person! For a comrade! For a friend!
Beating at her chest once with a clenched fist, she continued to back off. It was going to be hard to get any of her friends in the small town to understand she wanted to dress like a woman for some reason and required a bra and stockings to go along with a dress. What about make-up?
She had not been a woman in four years. FOUR YEARS.
"Don't worry. Just be yourself. You know, you are pretty cool because you are all loner and mysterious like! That vibe! I think girls like something like that-- and when you play hard to get. Make it a game! Don't give in too easy!" Please shoot her now, she was the last one to give love advice.
SAME
Her mind was screaming while her heart told her to continue. It is for the good of another person! For a comrade! For a friend!
Beating at her chest once with a clenched fist, she continued to back off. It was going to be hard to get any of her friends in the small town to understand she wanted to dress like a woman for some reason and required a bra and stockings to go along with a dress. What about make-up?
She had not been a woman in four years. FOUR YEARS.
"Don't worry. Just be yourself. You know, you are pretty cool because you are all loner and mysterious like! That vibe! I think girls like something like that-- and when you play hard to get. Make it a game! Don't give in too easy!" Please shoot her now, she was the last one to give love advice.