We then moved to a new neighborhoodwhere no one knew either of us, and we've lived there as two women eversince.Our neighbors and the local shop owner... speculate whether we're sisters.One day while shopping Marcie encountered an old friend from way back inhigh school, Ginny, who knew better, and they'd seen something of eachother since then. Eventually Marcie revealed to her that I hadn'talways been a woman. But she swore her to deep secrecy -- even herhusband Tom wasn't to know -- and Ginny. The injury to her bottom was bothering her. Occasionally, when she sat down abruptly, she tried to cover moans of discomfort by coughing or jumping back up to fetch something or other, which greatly amused the sadistic Peter. The dinner and wines were lovely and promoted conversation. Samantha and Jenny wanted to know what their husbands had discussed and, when told, made their own contributions to the topics of the Flemish Primitives and the cantatas of Bach. The main course over, Peter asked. One of the officers walked the dog up to the carand began him sniffing around. He walked around quietly then let outa yelp. "Uh ma'am we're gonna have to search your car." Severalofficers surrounded Randi as she sat there, her natural blushovertaking the makeup. The first officer climbed into Randi's carand felt around, then opened the console. He came out with a smallmedicine jar with one small bud in it."Shit! I forgot all about that," Randi thought."Ma'am you're under arrest for. She sat down by me and said i know you like them and i do too, so i bought them, i didn’t quite know what to say, but i couldn’t stop admiring them on her, she put her legs on my lap and smiled, i held her legs briefly, feeling the skintight leather on her legs, she then put her legs down, leaned towards me and said are you turned on now, umm yes i said, she told me to take a picture of her in her boots so i did, then she took my phone and added her number, text me later she said, ok i will,.