" Maybe four," Becky said."What?" I asked."Maybe four of us living together," Becky explained. "I haven't given up on Christine yet." OK, then," Jamie...said, "I'm only going to bring over the things that I need, and I'll keep the rest of my stuff here until we find a place together." She shook herself a little and said, "I can't believe that I am talking about how I am going to be getting a new place with my best friend and our master!" I know," Becky agreed. "It is so weird and so fabulous.". One of which was that a woman should not be identified by her ability toprocreate - just how she could hold both views was somewhat of a mysteryto a number of people. I was also aware that the surgical procedures that Paula would have toundergo to achieve happiness would be painful in the extreme andexpensive. The money was not going to be that big an issue as I had quitea large sum of money saved.Lunchtime came and I met Cathy in the foyer. She suggested that we try asmall Thai caf? nearby. “Well, it was interesting,” I said. “I’m sure it was you. I’m not surprised you don’t remember. I read somewhere that we don’t remember most of what we dream about. Anyway, what I felt was your hand, touching me here.”I put my hand on my hip, where the T shirt I was wearing covered it. I knew he could almost see my panties, and now that I think about it I’m sure he could see them, sitting almost on the floor, like he was.“Then I felt it move up, like this.” I demonstrated. “It was on my skin,. “Well she’s a sexy little thing Guy,”“Yes; but she went down like a ninepin having shied Romeo.”“My god Guy! She’s wearing my old clothes! Who is she anyway?” asked Pamela, “She’s mother’s foster-girl from London; she seems to be accident prone.”Shelia then mumbled, “ I’m so sorry I ran into you Mr Guy.”Guy’s finger stroked her cheek and his spice-scented cologne penetrated her senses. “ You OK?”“Right as Rain,” she smiled weakly.Guy and his sister Pamela both let out a relieved chuckle.Guy.