Olivia returned, practically ready, wearing a shirt tucked into trousers and a denim jacket. She'd slicked her hair back. I offered to do her facial h...ir for her since she was applying my fake nails. I gave her a comical moustache, long and curled like Salvador Dali. She sat me down at a small table so she could sit across from me and applied the fake nails for me. We chatted about tonight, how much money we were bringing out and who would be there. She finished applying the fake nails and. I mean, not about what happened, but you knew I wasn't transitioning and then I came on to you and well…’He paused, then looked at me, ‘Jamie, nothing happened in the hotel. I don't intend to tell Alex about anything which happened, or didn't happen there, if that's what you're worried about.’ I hesitated, ‘Thank you, but that's not my point, I'm embarrassed for myself, making a fool of myself in front of you.’He looked surprised. ‘Jamie, you didn't make a fool of yourself. You were lonely and. "Donnie looked down at the table. "Yeah, uh ... something like that ... Can we talk about something else?"Jennifer picked up Donnie's phone from the counter behind her. "Sure," she said, pushing the phone toward him. "Here's your phone. I deleted the girls' phone numbers ... but I left the pictures of me."Donnie's head jerked up, his eyes widened and he hastily covered his mouth with his hand. After several seconds he uncovered his mouth and said, "You saw the pictures." It was a statement, not. The Gaia organisation had a well-organised private sorority house just off campus. Therethey maintained a couple of resident special 'dairy cows'to provide a regular feed for the sorority house members.Wendy's 'daughters' were not the only children to haveenjoyed the Gaia organisation's nurturing benefits. Thesorority house was full of girls who had indulged and wouldcontinue to do so. Michelle however, was one of only two'she-males' to arrive that year. The two resident 'cows' atthe sorority.
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