As I was getting undressed for bed (with TPR and AL), I caught two new graduates rummaging through the bottom drawer of my wardrobe. The young man told me that they were looking for resources for their voluntary work with transgender groups. The woman next to him appeared mute, but when I sought confirmation that she had attended one of my classes several years before, she admitted that she was called Sally.
It was obvious that we couldn’t go to bed with Sally and her companion in our room, so I sent AL home. Meanwhile TPR put on some clothes. He chose a black and red taffeta tutu and black short-sleeved Chinese silk jacket – all to fit in with the transgender theme.