The Greatest Lie Part 5

"Is law all you’re here for?"

"What else did you have in mind?"

"I’d like to know what’s on your mind. Like, how did you get interested in transsexuals?" I asked, batting my eyes suggestively.

"What makes you think I’m interested in transsexuals?" he replied warily.

"Isn’t that why you’re here?"

"No, I’m here to provide student legal services."

"And not to get to know me?"

"Sorry, but I’m just here to represent you as a client of me as a student legal counselor. Anything else is off limits, unethical."

I must have looked hurt, because he quickly added "Look, I’m not quite a lawyer, but the same rules apply. We’re not supposed to mess around with clients."

"Even if your client wants you to mess around?"

"Especially if the client wants to mess around!"

He reached across and clasped my hand chastely. "I really want to work with you, and I think you’re bright and beautiful and amazing, but we have to be strictly friends and colleagues, OK?"

"OK. And you’re not mad that I suggested, you know "

"Allie, I’m flattered that you would think of it."

So that was that. We worked another couple of hours and Brad dropped me off at a Kinko’s to make copies of our handbill. He shook my hand and said good night, and left me alone to wait for the copies. Finch and Jon had nothing to worry about after all. And I had nothing to do on Saturday night.

Rick and Randy had dates with sorority girls. I knew that they had to go on dates with sorority girls or face social ostracism and suspicion, but I was jealous. Oh well, at least it demonstrated they were straight. Seeing Jon again was out of the question. He was probably planning a big night out with some new or old boyfriend. His gayness was really off-putting. Now from Brad, I faced for the first time as a girl what I had always feared as a boy: rejection.