TO BE OR NOT TO BE – PART 2

"You knew and you still agreed to go out with me tonight, why?"
"Why," he looked into my eyes which were watering, I felt like I could start crying any second. "Why," he repeated. "Because when I look at you I don't see a boy. I see you for who you truly are and that is a beautiful girl. Just because you were born in the wrong body, doesn't change who you are."
By now tears were running down my cheeks, ruining my makeup. But they were tears of joy, not from rejection. He reached out and took my hand.
"Sunny," he said, "you have nothing to worry about when it comes to me. In my country, Puerto Rico, we are more accepting of people with gender issues. I've known 4 or 5 girls like you. Even dated one for a while."
His revelation hit me like a punch in the face. I sat there still sniveling from my momentary crying fit. Antonio got up from his side of the booth and sat on my side. He put his arm around me and told me everything was going to be okay. I laid my head on his shoulder and whispered, "Thank you", soaking in the tenderness of the moment.
For the next half an hour, I listened to Antonio's stories about growing up in Puerto Rico and his tranny girlfriends. I hate to admit it, but I felt little pangs of jealousy when he talked admiringly about the girls. Although, overall I was floating on cloud nine. Our legs were pressed together under the table and it got quiet for a moment. Antonio put his hand over mine, leaned in, and said, "You want to get out of this place."
I looked up into his eyes and asked, "What do you have in mind?"
He said, "My place is in Queens, it's an hour away at this time of night, what about your room?"
"Won't you get in trouble?"
"Only if I get caught. What about your roommate?"
"He said he was going to Long Island and wouldn't be back tonight."
"That's convenient."
"I think it's fate." I smiled.
"Then let's do it."
The way he said it, like a double entendre, made me giggle and blush.
"What?" He asked.
The effects of the drinks and the excitement of the moment made everything seem funny. "It's nothing," I answered.