At least it would save me a trip to the trashcan. Apparently the cleaners forgot to put my dustbin back into my cubicle when they did the cleaning yes...erday.He responded by throwing the wrapper back at me, which flew away from me since it was just a thin sheet of plastic candy wrapper."You know, littering is frowned upon in this office."He totally ignored me. Instead, he said, "Let's talk reparations".I raised my right eyebrow, briefly wondering if he was on pot.He walked closer to me, and. ” Carole replied. “But I can, can’t I?” Gary asked. “I would die if I couldn’t see this gorgeous body any more.” “I wouldn’t be standing here naked in front of you if that was the case,” she replied. “You can see me naked as often as you wish, as often as you can get the chance.” Gary continued, “I can’t believe that Malcolm gave up your body for you to give it to Robert, he must truly love you.” She replied,” He does, and I love him as well. Even though we never have sex, I could not live. "What would you do?" Tiffany asked."Are you kidding, I would have had the operation a long time ago, butyou're asking the wrong person, because I like who I have become andthere is no way I'm going to go back to being Matt. I love being a womanand after this is over I'm finishing the disguise and making itpermanent. I'll be a woman FBI agent and still have the job I want. Youcould do the same as Tiffany but it's something you have to want morethan life itself and I could think of worse things. Snippets of the women's conversation reached my ears as I cracked several eggs in one of my hands, stirring the resulting mass with a spatula. As they formed into light and fluffy shapes, I added thin slices of cheese, working the melting garnish in evenly. I herd the front door open again as I withdrew four plates from a cupboard, and scooped a portion of the eggs onto each."Anybody want coffee?" I called over my shoulder, noting that someone had already turned the machine on. I remembered.