I discovered I could fellate myself again (with no backpain and far more than I used to be able to), and grabbed a selfie with my cock partly in my mouth. I wanted to show this around, but I was at a party where I just wasn't getting noticed.

Somehow this segued to saying goodbye to two Bay Area friends again. But somehow they'd come to see me off, near my father. I went from being in tears hugging my friend and telling them that I'd see them Monday, I just didn't know which Monday it would be, to being terrified that my Dad would judge my friends, and trying to figure out how to communicate to them that he didn't know I'm trans or even Queer. Meanwhile he was just going on and on about his last trip to Anacortes or something very like him.