Locks and Truths

Walter nodded, understanding Jake's concern. "You're right. We should find a more private setting." He thought for a moment before suggesting, "How about the restroom? It's secluded and should give us the privacy we need."

Jake hesitated, then shook his head. "Yeah, but what if someone sees me going into the restroom with you? They might think it's strange that I'm going somewhere more private with a... woman in school."

Walter smiled softly and placed a gentle hand on Jake's shoulder. "Jake, I want to clarify something. I am not a woman. I look like one now, but I am not. I am undergoing some personal changes, and this is part of that journey. So, if anyone asks, you can just say you were talking to Mr. Smith, your teacher, about something important."

Jake looked at him, a mix of confusion and curiosity in his eyes. "Okay, Mr. Smith. If you say so. Let's go to the restroom then."

They made their way quietly to the restroom, Walter leading the way with a sense of purpose. Once inside, he ensured the door was locked before turning to Jake.

"Alright, let's take care of this quickly," Walter said, his voice low and reassuring.