"Mandy had already showered, changed and was just finishing applying a hint of powder to her face. Again taking Stan's suggestion to wear as little ma...eup as possible. Crying today of all days was an indisputable fact."Thank you Dave. I'll be right down." I just thought you should know that Jason is already here." OK. I'm on my way."With that, Mandy joined Jason for the ride to the Funeral Home. It was going to be hard for her. Very hard. This would be the last time she could touch or kiss her. With a similar show of reluctance the other lace followed.It was impossible Gregg, thought to himself. Of course it was; but so was the obsessively neatly coiled spaghetti. And that was still where it had left itself, on his plate.There had to be, Gregg felt, a rational explanation. He stared across at the knot of cables below the television. Now there, he said to himself, is a muddle that needs to be sorted out.No sooner had the thought crossed his mind than the wires began to move unplugging. ”She groaned again as I left.I timed the cheddar and ham omelet, serve with toast, perfectly. When Rory entered the kitchen and plunked herself down at the table, I slid a plate in front of her, placed a glass of orange juice down, and sat with another coffee.She ate with determination. I watched the magical transformation happen. One third into her omelet, her pace slowed, she paused to drink the juice, and finally glanced up at me. Another third eaten and a small smile played at the corners. .. sorry for being rude, you know what? I need to go to the Toilet too“ She says and you start thinking that she’s actually into you, so you go into the Bathroom, but strangley she comes into the Men’s Bathroom with you, but you don’t say anything as you think she maybe didn’t notice it. You both go into stalls next to eachother and you are really wondering if she is actually a Shemale and that she intentionally came into the Men’s Bathroom so you take a quick peak over the Stall but slip off.