For most of the morning Yvette sat in her room and mused despairingly over her dwindling list of options. By lunchtime she had come to the inevitable ...nd sorry conclusion that she had only one feasible option albeit an unthinkable one. She would have to make a clean breast of it. She would have to walk humbly into the Cafe du Concorde and confess her crime to Madame Courvelle in person, offer to pay for the damage she had caused and throw herself on the mercy of that redoubtable lady. Her only. ‘Nice to meet you too, Adena,’ he replied. The word Adena seemed to linger on his lips. She imagined him tasting every precious sound. His lips rubbing over the word again and again. His lips against her skin, kissing across the nape of her neck and … ‘Adena?’ ‘What? I’m sorry. What did you say?’ ‘I said,’ he repeated as he held out a ridiculous looking top hat with a taupe stripe. ‘Is this your hat?’ ‘What? Certainly not.’ ‘Really? I could have sworn.’ Oh, shit. It was her hat. But she. I remember this because he practiced dressing days before the show. he wore some makeup and a wig. not very passable, but not many of the men were. i was mesmerized by the sights i was seeing. needless to say, soon thereafter, i was trying on my moms undies, nylons and shoes. My mom wore these white women's orthopedic shoes with a chunky heel to work, and when she wasn't working and not home I fell in love with these shoes along with the addition of tan nylon stockings, i wanked myself into a. "Len, it's Danielle at Carver Real Estate. Got a buyer for some land off Great Basin Highway and Steptoe Creek Road. What's the water situation in that area?" No problem usually, but in places it's deep, about 200 feet," Christiansen said."The buyer wants to develop a horse ranch on the property to include a pasture out of ten acres and grow alfalfa on another ten acres. Can do?" Probably," Christiansen said."Great, if the sale goes through, I'll give the buyer your name," Danielle said and.