Five days before she took off on me, she yelled at me for three hours straight, telling me how much she hated me, and how horrible I was. I listened t... her ranting and raving, but never got angry with her, as that only seemed to make her even angrier. She wanted me to call it quits, instead of her doing so, but I wouldn't do it and make things easier on her. Two days before she left, she went and got her hair done again, and also a complete make over. She had never had so much done to her. ONE: do not watch TV or listen to the radio without someone you trust around. Better to watch taped shows that you know have no commercials or situations that you would not like to emulate. TWO: Books and computers are safe. THREE: always take your meds. twice a day, on the clock, never delay a dose. FOUR: always have music around that has no vocals, of has vocals in a language you do not understand. FIVE: earplugs when you go out. always, pretend you're deaf." I had better add SIX: Never let. Dammit, that commander of the siege was stubborn, an absolute fanatic, or both. They were still there that afternoon and didn't look like they were leaving. OK, time for something else. I assumed that they were waiting for a new shipment of ammo to be delivered, but I knew that was going to take several days for the HE shells and at least three weeks for the gas shells. Amsterbad was going to get a break in the shelling, but it didn't look like anything else would change.The only other thing. She saw Bean and said hello. She set down her brown leather Hobo bag. She big tittied, generous assed transsexual headed to Clarence’s apartment.“Hey,” Clarence grinned as he opened the door.“Can I come in,” she questioned.“Yeah, sweetie! You lookin’ good in that green dress!”“Thanks! So, what’s up with your brother?”“His ol’ lady kicked him out. He need somewhere to stay.”“Give him my number and I’ll see what I can come up with. I was looking to buy a house that’s for sale soon.”“That’s cool,”.