The reunion was downstairs from nine to one in the ballroom of thehotel where I was staying. In front of the ballroom was a bannerproclaiming "Welcom... Class of 1978 - 20th Anniversary Special Edition". As I approached the entrance, I could hear the once familiar strains of "Play That Funky Music White Boy". Somehow hearing that song again after all these years made me feel nostalgic instead of making me cringe like it did twenty years ago. Perhaps with the sex change I no longer felt like. . gasping as it hits my tender nipples full strength... leaning into the water I close my eyes and luxuriate, just allowing it to stream over my body before I reach for the soap finally.I slowly wash across my stomach and around each breast. I squeeze the soapy cloth and watch lazy bubbles trickle down between my breasts... My thoughts are only of how it would feel to have your fingers there instead of the bubbles and I am caught unaware as you step into the shower behind me.Your hands slipped. I'd like to hear this. It's rare that we hear a politician speak the truth so eloquently."Priscilla grinned and punched him in the arm and he looked at Colborne and continued, "Congressmen are paid 32 1/2 cents a mile for the use of their cars. A lot of money could be saved by issuing them cars from the government motor poll for any official use. Congressmen are given special parking spots. All other government employees have to pay for parking, up to $400 a month. The IRS is studying whether. I assure you it won’t happen again.’ From Sue’s comments and the looks from the other crew, she knew nothing would be done about this. It was up to her to get back at the girl. If this was the way she wanted it, then this was the way she was going to get it. But, how? She sat down at her desk trying to come up with a good plan. She idly tapped her fingers on a stack of papers, as she thought. It took her several minutes to realize what she thumping on. It was the file for her story on local.