Sheridan's out sick (got a bad case of the "hung the fuck over" flu) and so Martinez, needing a few extra bucks, volunteers to partner up with me for ...he shift. Nodding because I know Martinez, my actual best friend on the force, understands and shares my attraction to TS women, I say "Let's start over on Vanderbilt." Vanderbilt is the main street if you want to find a transsexual. Sadly, most of them are hookers, which distinctly lowers the quotient of fuckable girls. Not a judgment, but most. The hostess maintained her perfect customer service smile as we were led to a large private booth deep in the restaurant.This girl, she was the one I had saved nights before I had met Alex, Max, and Sam. I still had her boots. There had been half a foot of snow when she had left; I didn’t understand how that act of forgetfulness could have occured.“You know the waitress?” Peter asked me, as he took his daughter’s hand and led her into the semicircular bench. I, on the other side, was going to. I feel like I'm a third wheel here. Why don't you and the doctor go enjoy yourselves, and I'll meet you tomorrow." Oh no, not at all. I've only just met him a few days ago, we're not a couple, and you are not a third wheel. I'd rather spend the time with you than with him, but something tells me he does have a fun side we can get through to.He stood up as we returned to the table, offered us both an arm to loop through. "It isn't often I get to escort two such lovely ladies out after dinner.". She said that she would proudly tell anyone, including her neighbours about me. “It is no big deal anyway Pete, let them think what they like it doesn’t matter to me, anyway perhaps I would like to see the look on their faces if they knew I was entertaining a hunk like you huh? But thanks for the thought anyway.” Marie was some woman, how refreshing to know a woman with such a open attitude, all the time my feelings for her were growing. She’d greeted me with open arms and I guess she’d take.