"Thanks babe."Right then and there, he kissed me. I laughed."Now we have something to celebrate tomorrow," I reminded him and the rest of the gang, wh... we had managed to round up.He slipped an arm around my waist, "And we will definitely be celebrating."We laughed, and headed off to the locker rooms.It was all over school the next day.The Angels had beat the Cougars. We had won our first football game, at this point we were undefeated, and had a chance at the Semi Finals, Finals, States,. Now it was my turn to search the crowd. My eyes scanned the room several times, but she was nowhere in sight. With a shrug, I turned back to the bar and ordered another beer. I turned back around to find her standing right in front of me. I froze like a deer in a pair of headlights and just stared at her. Her jet-black hair was shiny and brushed back to hang straight down her back. Sparkling blue eyes stared back at me and a soft smile played around the corners of her full lips. It took me a. Too many worries. It's just the Ladies Club now." We'll keep our sex to ourselves, and to our bedroom," Bret added. "We don't want to rock any boats." What do you think?" I asked Maria."Let's give it a try for a month or so. If it works out, we'll keep on with it for a while. If not, at least you've had a month where you didn't have to worry about a roof over your head."So we shook hands and sealed the deal, and they moved in the following day. We were all surprised at how well we worked. Frank wore a worried, depressed look on his face. That shouldn't have surprised me; Frank always seemed to be upset about something. Murphy was to my left, and I could sense she was eager to get the small talk out of the way and pitch her story to Miles.Ah! Miles Silverburg, the youthful executive producer of FYI. I immediately began to think about transforming Miles into a woman! If Frank was upset, Miles was anguished...always worrying about something. This was, after all, a man who had.