" How-do-you do, sir," replied Terry. "I'm sorry not to have met you sooner." And this is Dad's fiancée, Lottë," said Daphne.Lottë smiled and held ...ut her hand. Terry took it."Daphne warned me that you were much the same age as her but she never said anything about how lovely you look. Mr Stephens is clearly a man of taste."Lottë smiled back but inwardly she cringed. That was the sort of remark that reminded her of her ordeal. She pulled herself together. Terry knew nothing of that and was. You are a very beautiful woman.” He said. I set my drink down and walked by him towards the front door, when I brushed by him, I could see he either had the start of one, or was already posting a hard on. I remembered myself at that age and I got hard when I looked at a girl, so with my little show, I was sure he was getting excited. I got to the front door, but he was not following me. He was watching me walk away. “What are you looking at young man?” I said. “I am sorry ma’am, but I was just. When I told those who inquired about mysuddenly smooth arms that I did it to get an even tan, they justassumed I was telling them the truth. I took full advantage ofindulging my girlish desires in the ways that homosexual men can andstraights cannot for fear of being labeled as gay.My life got better after I came out. I found that I could gossip withthe girls and talk about fashion with them. My female employees reallydid not seem at all bothered by my apparent sexuality except for someof the. I knew that my security awareness had slipped some. I also knew that unless I bought into some really heavy duty crap, I didn't need more security than I had built into the apartments. It was way more than the street thugs and gang bangers would expect. Even the Russians would most likely get swept up in it. The Swamp Thing's black bag guys would laugh at it, but then why would they be coming for me.All security systems are based on the level of threat. They guard nuclear secrets with more.