“Honey, before I tell you what I have in mind, I’d like to ask you some questions.” There was the barest of hesitations, as though she really didn’t know how to approach the subject “...about you liking to wear girl’s clothing. I know that you love to do it, wear girl’s clothing I mean, but what I’d like to know is, why?”
Why did I like to dress like a girl? That was something I’d like to know myself. The desire to dress like a girl had both thrilled and scared me....
... “It’s really hard to explain, but I’ll try. All I know is that I like it.” Adele looked disappointed in my brief answer. I smiled and tried to explain my feelings. “Frankly, I have a wonderful sense of well-being, of being, for lack of a better word, complete. Until last summer, I had never experienced such a completeness in my life before. It’s like I’ve finally got it all together. Almost as though it was simply something that was meant to be.”