Aunts in my Pants (A vested interest)
One of the names was changed, to protect the guilty. #m2f #f2m “Uh,” I went over to the coffee maker, and got a cup out of the cabinet. “You don’t mind if I ask a personal question?” “I guess it depends how personal the questions are.” Aunt Meg shook her head, so I turned to Kay, and took a deep breath. “Uh, you ever feel like, you know. A, guy?” “Huh!” She rolled her eyes, and untucked her bangs, to hide in her hair. So, I looked away, because she’s shy, I guess. You know the quiet ones they probably think a lot, but it’s impossible to tell exactly what they’re thinking. So, I just waited her out. “Well,” Aunt Mel spoke up, “We all go through a Tomboy phase, or most of us. I …