"I'm better now. James, right? Brother James?" I kept my arms folded in my sheet, leaving him like that, with his hand outstretched foolishly, holding...the oversized envelope."Yes, uh, James Mayfair, Sister." He looked over my shoulder, like I wasn't even there. "Father Lyons said..." Your third year?" I cut him off."No, Sister, um, fourth. I'll be ordained next summer." Then it'll be Father James, will it?" I smiled, even though that hurt a lot."Y-Yes, Sister." He pushed the envelope out a. At a guess, I figured they were also into prostitution and it looked like they had a chop shop operation as well. I just hoped the meeting would go well.I couldn't believe that I was turning to criminals for help because they were more trustworthy than the NSW police force. I had one shot at this and I had to make it count. It all came down to this meeting and my sales skills. Helen was asked to wait outside, as this would be 'men's business'.Joseph 'Ironhorse' Harrison was nothing like I. ” she stated as she turned once more as if to make sure the woman wasn’t really there. Rose sighed and moved her hand in small tight circles and slowly urged the vines she had been tending for years to part and allow them access to the secret path beyond. Celsia stepped past her crouching sister who was busy letting a vine curl lovingly around her wrist and whispering gentle words to its bright green leaves. She followed the path until it opened up to reveal a sparkling blue mirrored top lake. This story contains transgender transformation, some off-color language, and sexual references and descriptions. If you don't like any of that, well, nobody's forcing you to read it. Go away.Pick-Up LineBy Ellie DauberCopyright 2000I always loved the bar in the Chapman Hotel.The hotel was right at the edge of the big office complex north of town, convenient for visiting big shots or for staff on temporary assignment. Then they build the conference center next to the hotel. Nothing fancy,.