And then I saw David.Back when I was still in high school David had been the school's bestartist, and after the football players one of the most popul...r guys withthe girls.Whereas I was an awkward shy kid trying desperately to stay invisible.Despite this, he was pretty decent to me whenever our paths crossed.I still had never told him my secret - that I wasnt a boy at all, but atrans girl.One who wouldnt come out of the closet for more than a decade after highschool.Before I could decide what I. " He babbled on. "Can't stand the shit. Stick it, don't lick it." He giggled.I filed that bit of trivia mentally. "It's not ... pussy. At least not directly. It's a pheromone mix designed to attach itself to the dopamine section of the brain. That's the section that controls sex. Well, in part. At any rate, I'm telling you this now because I can see your pupils dilating slowly. You see, you're drunk."He giggled. "No shit." But not on the alcohol you drank at the bar. That was just a. . ~ooOoo~I awoke with my lungs burning, cursing at me while I lay on my side spewing murky water tinged with blood. The few puffs of air I managed to inhale were helping clear the fog from my near-death experience. "Carolyn, thank God you're alright!" Edward's warm body covered my wet, shivering one."Edward?" I sputtered. "You came..." My retching continued, but he didn't move. My lungs felt as if they were being clawed with each cough. "Yes, just a few minutes late. I'm so sorry I was late,. ”“I do have a model who works for me sometimes who’s obsessed with Game of Thrones. Platinum blonde ... pretty ... Used to work the convention circuit, I think. I can see her face, but her name...” Jazz brought out her phone.“Casey Osbourne.” said Cat.“You know her.” said Jazz.“She’s my and my husband’s girlfriend.” said Cat. “I was thinking she’d be on my guest list.”“Oh, yeah. I’d think so.” Jazz acknowledged.“Can I ask an apparently unrelated question that may lead to a solution?” Paige.