..that is..." Jason stammered, flustered."Come on. Spit it out." One of the other ladies said that you might be a transgender woman?" Yes, I am...and?... I, uh...was, uh...wondering if you might have sex with me?"Cat looked at him hard, her eyes narrowing. She absorbed him, sizing him up, looking at everything about him, even his demeanor and posture. She guessed him to be early twenties, meaning he was probably inexperienced either way. Unless they'd been taken in under the wing of someone much. As Kate was showering I changed into sweat pants, sneakers and an old t-shirt, and finished tidying up the den. I found Kate’s Soda in the kitchen and poured out the watery slush before re-filling it with ice and fresh soda for her drive home. After a quick shower, Kate dressed and walked down the hall to the den. I had cleaned up and re-arranged the couch and coffee table. There was no sign of our passionate encounter; it was as if it never even happened. She met my by the bar and I handed her. But before she hit, Tabatha teleported, leaving Bran to face the consequences of taking on an obviously superior being as his face smashed into the dirt, a sharp stone mashing into his nose.Standing beyond the Neanderthal's reach, Tabatha squatted on her heels and watched, seemingly unaffected by the pain and confusion radiating from her would-be captor. Then her expression softened as Bran rose shakily to his hands and knees, blood running freely from his broken nose to dribble into the. Corny and lame, she knew, but there was nothing else to do. Nothing aside from read, and get up occasionally to check and see if her teachers had gotten back to her. Oh, and ignore her father, who kept knocking on the door and saying idiotic things like ‘I thought I was doing what was best for you’. At noon she went into the kitchen and made herself a tuna sandwich on wry. Her father didn’t even try to talk to her this time, just kept looking at her from over the back of the couch, when he.