I was both excited and dismayed. Based on my face, I couldcertainly pass as a girl. But was this the true me? I had beencalled a pretty boy before, bu... I had never thought of myself asgirlish. There was nothing to do but go on.Karen quickly put her own slip on over her bra and pantyhose,then sat at the mirror to brush her hair and put on her ownmakeup.Then she said, "I'm going to wear this blue dress. Based on theway the yellow dress fit you, I think you can wear this skirt andtop."The skirt. Protesting, Sean said, “I was half asleep.”“You must not have been that tired, you got up and cleaned the backyard last night,” his mother said. She had been surprised at how neat and clean everything was when she woke that morning.“Uh, I don’t remember doing that,” Sean said wondering how she would react to the news that it was probably Brownies who had cleaned up the mess.“Someone cleaned it up and it wasn’t me or your father. We were a little busy last night,” his mother said with a private. My group was guided by Jim the “Great White Hunter”, only he’s was not white; he was big, tough looking and black as the Ace of Spades. As I climbed into the Hummer, he held my hand a little too long for a simple service. His eyes pierced me with a gaze of pure sexual energy. This left me a bit uncomfortable but wonderful. The spacious limousine easily accommodated my group of few men and women. The liquor was served to all in no time all were friends. My mild perspiration made my dress cling. The card was for a bank in Huntsville, Arkansas, and the key looked like a safe deposit box key. I figured on checking that out the next time I flew near there.Keeping John abreast of my investigation didn't seem important to him, as he said, "We did what we were asked to do, and even the Marshal acts like it never happened. No one else has brought it up, and I haven't even seen a blurb about it on any of the intelligence briefing statements."I felt warmth near me as I stretched into a new.