I was in ‘butterfly mode’ as I floated around the store for the rest of the day. This morning she was back almost as soon as I opened the store. A...other of the knee length light summer dresses only this time in a blue floral print. I think the white shoes were the same ones she was wearing last time. As before, she seated herself with her back to the mall entrance and I took my customary vantage point on the stool. This time when she put her foot on the ramp I believe she gave her leg a little. They even had some spiritual authority with their pre-contact life. Her family had accepted her without reservation once she made it known that life as a boy was miserable. She had lived as a female for seven years and was happy with the transformation. I asked if she would go further and undertake a sex change operation. She had thought about it, but was undecided. She said that she loved her current sex life and wasn’t sure if she wanted to give it up. She was about sixty percent. Undeterred, Linda had commandeered a small three-story building across the street from the ICB building and combed the public chat rooms to find a staff of sixty ‘chatters’ to work three shifts of twenty. They were to skulk around the public chat rooms, taking notes, making contact, chatting up the people, and trying to ‘stay on top’ of as much chat traffic as possible. Each ‘chatter’ manned four computers andhad a fifth for inputting data that was linked to a queue in Tom’s department where he. “I do,” she said wistfully. “Are you up to another... -”“If you love sucking cock,” Harry interrupted, “then you must understand the pleasure of, uh, finding out whether...”He trailed off, lost for words. Before long, the stern look was back.“I don’t see how these are related,” Claire’s mother began. To Harry’s great relief, his girlfriend jumped in before she could continue.“Mama,” she said. “You love sucking cock.”“Yes. I do love sucking cock.”“And Harry loves having his cock sucked.”“I do,”.