‘Okay I’ll change my reservation and return flight,’ Cliff agreed. ‘You might as well make the return for Saturday. Vaughan may want to you to...be available for the Board meeting to answer any questions,’ she suggested. ‘I have Barb make the changes, thanks,’ Cliff acknowledged. ‘I’ll see you this evening then,’ Carla said with a sexy smile. ‘I’m looking forward to it,’ Cliff replied and then headed to the conference room. He stopped to get a second cup of coffee and bumped into Erica in the. There were several women and a few men there already or arrived shortly after us. A lot of the women were recognizable as transsexuals (or crossdressers) and most men looked rather boyish. The clothes ranged from casual to evening wear and the age from about 20 to 50.One woman approached me. "Hello, you two must be new here," she greeted us. "My name is Hellen Francis and I'm the president of our support group. Welcome here." Thank you," I said in my not so female voice, "I think we phoned last. “Hum, Gazza, this little bugger’s going to learn to climb before he can walk, isn’t he?”“Living with flickers, I think that will be a given,” Gazza replied smugly and then chuckled.Nat stood and handed Garry to Bette. “I think I had better have that box after all.”“Wise decision,” Bette commented, and her smile was as broad as Gazza’s was.Gazza removed the box from his pack again and this time Nat took it from him. He told it to open and was surprised by what was in it. “A vambrace? Wow, that. The room split into two groups, one on each side of the pit. It was nearly shoulder to shoulder as there were 10 men on each side. Two naked young black men jumped into the pit. The only thing which differentiated them from the others was that they wore running shoes (called sneakers in those days). The lights dimmed except for the spotlights which lighted the pit. The men on both sides of the pit were on their hands and knees and screaming and yelling. Finally Harry made his way near the pit.