'Well ummm, I don't mean to pry or anything, but... I don't understand something. I mean, are you gay? Nothing wrong with that, if you are. I was just trying to figure it out how you were living with a girl, if you like being a girl yourself."
I felt myself blushing intensely, so I kept my back to Mike. "It's not as straightforward as all that I guess. I'm not gay, really. I've never had sex with a guy or anything, only with girls. Well actually, only with Jeannie.
"But you were dancing with that guy at Sullivan's. How can you enjoy that if you're not... you know?"
"I just need to be like this every once in a while, ok? And I guess I did get a little carried away, dancing and all that with him. But that doesn't make me gay. A lot of straight guys crossdress." I had gotten a little worked up at that, without meaning to.
"Okay, okay, don't get mad," Mike chided me. "I don't understand, that's all. I mean, you... you look like a girl. And you act like a girl, at least now you do. I just don't know about these things."
"It's alright, I know you don't. I don't know that anyone really understands too much about all this. I just want to straighten out all this mess about Jeannie and get back to my life."