I had to hold her waist in case she bends too much or slips from the stairs above.For a moment, I could smell her sweet perfume and feel her soft hair...on my cheek. She was saying something in Tulu, then excused herself, “Oh, sorry, you are not Kannadiga. Ok now tell me how to register for classes,” saying she led me to into the building.She was married for the last three years, and her husband had recently moved to Manipal as faculty. She was still applying for jobs and wanted to do a culinary. In doors I mostly stuck to formal office attire: a white blouse, blackwaistcoat and comfy pants (more so thanks to the lack of Manny's dingdong) and didn't touch a dress until Saturday night when we shared abottle of wine, I wore Francines blue dress and was given a few tips onhow to sit in it by the sisters. I would have to get used to high heelsall over again but flip flops and shoes were good enough for my eveningwalks with Annie.There was a small part of me that wanted this forced gender. More

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