<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div>Seeing another teenage girl arrive, Mr and Mrs Walken finally felt comfortable leaving their youngest child holding her bags by the side of the road.  Their engine of their old blue sedan groaned and it pulled out and sped away.<br/><br/>Jenny returned Emily's hug with a big nervous smile on her pretty face.  When the redhead ran back to grab her bags, Jenny lugged hers up to the front door where Evie stood looking out across the gorgeous houses and expertly kept lawns and gardens.<br/><br/>Jonathan had been living, dressing and successfully passing as Jenny for more than six months now, ever since starting at Saint Jude's.  So far she'd only come out to Jasmine, and while that had been liberating (and scary), Jenny now had to hope her friend kept her secret.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://img0.etsystatic.com/040/0/8084395/il_340x270.531405998_a1t6.jpg)</div>Jenny was wearing green dress; she almost never wore shorts or pants anymore, perhaps making up for the years she wasn't allowed to wear pretty dresses and skirts.  Jenny almost always wore earrings as well, and tonight her mother had surprised Jenny by letting her raid her jewellery box.  Jenny was wearing earrings that consisted of long dangling chains and around her neck she wore a simple silver necklace set with a few small pearls.  Oh her feet Jenny wore cheap green sandals.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"I hope it's ... I mean, I'm sure it's going to be lots of fun," Jenny replied to Evie.  Jenny was pretty innocent, the only thing more elicit than a few copies of<em>Girlfriend </em>and<em>Seventeen</em>was the two pornographic magazines Jenny had 'borrowed'.  She wasn't sure why her father had them, but maybe it was an easy way to keep it off his browser history.  Strangely, since beginning to transition, which had been greatly assisted by Jenny educating herself online, her parents had become far more strict with her internet usage.