She asked about your choice of clothing but gave you confidence to continue

She paused for a moment before shifting the conversation. "You know," she began, her tone gentle, "Sarah mentioned something about you exploring a different side of yourself. Wearing panties, I believe?"

You felt a jolt of anxiety, but there was no judgment in her voice, only a soft curiosity. "Yeah," you admitted, your voice low. "It’s… something I’ve been trying out. I wasn’t sure if it was something I should talk about."

Mrs. Geoff leaned forward slightly, her expression empathetic. "Alex, I want you to know that I believe everyone should have the freedom to express themselves in the way that makes them feel most comfortable. When we reach adulthood, we start figuring out who we really are, and that’s not something anyone should judge."

Her words made you feel understood in a way you hadn't expected. "It’s just… it’s hard, you know? My mom isn’t really on board with it."

She gave you a sympathetic look. "I can imagine that would be difficult. It’s never easy when the people closest to us don’t fully understand our choices. But that doesn’t mean your feelings aren’t valid."

You looked down at your plate, feeling a mix of emotions. "Sometimes I wonder if it would be different if… well, if things were different at home."

Mrs. Geoff reached out and gently touched your hand, a gesture so motherly and kind that it nearly brought tears to your eyes. "Alex, you’re doing just fine. You’re finding your way, and that’s something to be proud of. Your mom may not understand right now, but that doesn’t mean you should stop being who you are."

You nodded, trying to take her words to heart. "Thank you, Mrs. Geoff. I appreciate you saying that."

She smiled warmly. "Anytime, Alex. And remember, you’ve got people who support you, like Sarah—and me, if you ever need someone to talk to."