DROVE HOME. ENTERED @ 16:40. STAYD UNTIL 18:10 THEN WENT TO REST. RETURNED @ 19:30. STILL THERE. NO LIGHTS ON IN HOUSE. WILL GET A/V IF POSS. AM.... It ended with a phone number.“I saw that this was from the investigator. I didn’t want to ruin dinner.” Cindy broke down once she had read the text. I took the phone back and pulled up the attached photo. “Know her?”Cindy gasped. “It’s Brian’s secretary.” Then she laughed. “Talk about a cliché—the secretary; I’ve met her several times. . She liked Sal and thought she needed disipline. This visit was not going to be a good one. She made it clear she was going to teach Sal to be obedient. She was cruel and sadistic. She arrived early Saturday morning and they put her luggage in the spare bedroom. She looked at Sal and told her "You dress like a street whore. Look at your tits poking thru that shirt and you are not wearing a bra." She then grabbed a nipple and twisted it right thru Sal's shirt. She said to her "Do you like men to. Even male-to-female transsexuals, who undergo sex-reassignment surgery,including breast implantation, often receive boobs that are consideredbigger and better than most women's all-natural counterparts. Suchpreferences for man-made mammary glands suggest that man-made titties arebetter looking than the real deal. If that's the case, it doesn't saymuch for the divinity of a divine Designer's design for breasts.But the argument takes flak from the other side of the transsexualequation, too,. Leslie woke up half-delerious very late at night, looking around a softlylit hospital room with bleary eyes. Her head was on a pillow andsomething with tubes had been strapped to her face. Wires led from herchest to a heart monitor, which was showing a steady pulse. An IV tubesnaked into her left arm. And she could not move.She briefly wondered if she had been medically paralyzed with some sortof drug, but of course they wouldn't have dared. The IV in her wrist wasprobably just saline and maybe.