Five minutes had passed before he returned. "Word is go break up the party. We need to do it quiet though," he said. I called Karl he is bringing a ma...ter door key. He will meet us on the floor now.I took a deep breath and followed The Brit out. I fingered the tiny pistol in the pocket of my cargo pants. It was a much smaller pistol than I was used to carrying. For some reason Swamp Dog had decided for this mission I needed a .22 Magnum Derringer. It was small and highly concealable, but most. In DC, close to where I now live, it is not so hot. Too many tranny hookers, it ruins it for all. Guys there think if you are dressed---that gives them the right to “man-handle” a girl.I meet the woman down here; we moved in together—she was stone cold against cross-dressing... I threw away with all my outfits—wigs, shoes, dresses and under garments. Now that Rita is reborn—new clothes, shoes and whatever. FUN One night we watch BBC America—they had a great program on Transvestites, and the. Sincethey were my friends, and she was my own mother, I felt Ihad a right to know. She grew angry. “I don’t have toexplain my sex life to you,” she said.She then managed to tell me about my parents not too goodmarriage; that my Dad had an affair years ago with aclient and Mom found out; that the love hadn’t been intheir marriage in years and that she was waiting for meto go off to college before divorcing him.“But why are you fucking my friends?” I defiantly. All he could think of to do was hammer home the salient points of the law. He went and picked up the plastic bag with the lighter in it."Is this your cigarette lighter?" he asked. He tried to hand it to her, so the jury would see it in her hand, but she didn't take it."Yes. The initials L.J.G. stand for my maiden name, Lacey Jean Griggs." Is this the lighter you used to start the fire that killed Gilbert Kinneson?" Yes." Was Mr. Kinneson armed with a weapon when you started that fire?" No." So.