Chloe

I first met Chloe about 14 years ago when I was still in my trans clumsy phase and she approached me as I window shopped. She was then working behind a cosmetics counter and recognized the trans person awkwardly and nervously try to look inconspicuous. She sweetly approached me and offered free samples. So when we shared coffee yesterday after 3 years of not seeing each other she was nothing sort of flabbergasted yet again at my progression.

People like her are well-adjusted, open and progressive. At 36 years of age she exudes a confidence and possesses a devilish sense of humor with which she disarms and then winks at you making sure you are laughing along with her. After some years of marriage she has begun to realize what many of us do after our initial idealism about life begins to wear off.
I will be seeing her again in the future.

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