She was certainly blasé enough about telling Lisa about her own time spent in one of those houses. It seemed to be the truth; you wouldn't think some...ne would brag about something like that.Then there was this Cleo harpy bitch! The way she fawned over and sucked up to Brad was disgusting! Didn't she so much as come right out and say she was going to do her best to trap him? Use her body to entice him into keeping her. She really was a predatory slut! As much as she despised her son at this. You could honestly see it pounding. I was so scared of him. I was Horrified of his mind. The way he spoke, the way he sang. It was like he completely took my presence over. I watched him perform his last song and I grinned as I saw the women surrounding him on stage, wishing I was them. I saw him wink at me as he quickly brushed them off and backed away. Fighting through the crowd, he quickly jumped onto a bar table to break free. Then it was over. The band was done for the night and it was. “You’re tired, I feel I’m keeping you up!” Steve jested, lifting his glass, which was still half full.“No need to go; stay here the night?” Judy asked, taking up her own glass.“Are you sure, I mean wont they know?”“We don’t have to go passed reception, come I’ll show you!” Judy stood and eased her chair back under the table and started to move toward a door to the side of the room, Steve followed, not to sure of Judy’s intentions.“Cant see you driving at this time of night, don’t want to get. "However, from what you have told me, Madison does suffer some form ofgender identity disorder. We need to delve into it further, and find outjust how much he is affected by it."I nodded in agreement; feeling satisfied that someone who knew more aboutthe subject than I did, may be able to help. "So what do you purpose?"She looked at me in the eye. "I will need to meet with Madison; you ofcourse will be able to come along and watch from behind my two-waymirror." She pointed to a three foot.