Sophie allowed herself an internal smirk as she watched the Scottish girlgo- she'd known that Paige and her close circle of friends had beenmembers of...the tutu project, but now that they knew that she knew aboutit, she hoped it would mean that they'd be more happy to open up to herand give her a LOT more material to work with.However, for the rest of the flights to and from Dublin, all Paige wasinterested was talking about was her transition and Sophie's'transition'. The Englishwoman fielded. So what's Brian to do?"Yes, Mom," he answered in a real polite voice."Hey," his dad asked, "How come you know what was on Antiques road show? You never watch that stuff."Darn. His dad was just too quick to find flaws."I guess because it was a rerun." Brian answered with a smile and went back to his game while he was ahead.Brian's father squinted one eye like Popeye and looked at his son. He wondered if all the excitement wasn't affecting the boy's tender little brain."Well, since the plan is to. They enlightened him of their own rules never to do anything that both partners didn’t know about, and he in turn agreed to that promising never to do anything with either that the partner didn’t know about.He started immediately after the meal had finished, sending Barry scurrying to clear the dishes and Kay to remove her clothes after shutting the curtains. The empty table beckoned and he had the now naked woman lie on the cool polished surface on her back down its length, he stripped off. NOW!?Kathryn hurried to correct her posture and demeanor, biting her lower lip and hoping she really was out of tears because she was ready to cry again. The warden stood back and looked her over, as all the free men now had the right to do. Long legs, well-muscled, beautiful red hair and hazel eyes, an angular face with full lips and luscious cheekbones. He could see right away how she got into trouble. He reached out and opened her torn prison blouse, then compared the number on her chest to.