"Anne was finding it hard to believe that Sally used to be male. Shespoke and acted like a woman, there was nothing remotely masculine abouther at all... She found Sally to be the sort of person whose company shecould never get tired of.Afterwards, the girls insisted on going to a toy shop."I want a dolls house!" said Sandra. Jessica nodded in agreement."Well, not today. Maybe Christmas. I presume it would be for both ofyou, not one each?" said Sally.The girls gave a look which seemed to point to. I put up with George's idiosyncrasies. I often ignore the looks he gives other women as we walk through the mall. I pretend not to notice when he farts in bed. I don't use sex as a negotiating tool. I've got plenty of other negotiating tools.So what's his problem? It can't be me. It has to be him. It's some sort of mid-life crisis. He's forty-seven years old. He's been feeling some arthritis in his knees recently. Maybe his body isn't cut like it used to be (and George was never a hunk, for. Once I have done this I can begin my journey in becoming the real me!Rich will survive and become more of a whole person than ever before.The knowledge I will posses and know well will be a rare thing for manyother males or females for that matter to posses. To be able tounderstand and realize things better than most people is a gift indeed!For every gift there is a price that must be paid! For every actionthere is a reaction. I just hope and pray the price is not too high forme to pay. Only. The ride to the village lasted about 20 minutes and he tied the craft to the dock. He wandered through the little shops until he found three bikinis, two sundresses, some shorts and tops that would fit her. He couldn’t find any undergarments, so he just figured she could wear the bikini as underwear. As he walked back to the dock, he saw a man selling jewelry. A piece caught Don’s eye and he just knew he had to get it for Angel. The man selling the jewelry smiled as Don paid him. The man.