First, a light breakfast at the Corner Bakery. Idling over a muffin and coffee with yesterday’s Tribune, I felt totally at home in my temporary skin... An article in the Metro section caught my eye: POLICE SEARCH FOR CLUES IN HOTEL SLAYING Chicago – A transgendered tourist was savagely beaten to death by an unknown assailant in ‘her’ hotel room last night. After guests in a nearby room at the Sheraton complained about a loud altercation, hotel security entered a room registered to a male guest. ” She did so, perhaps wondering if we were about to start another role-playing game as we had when she had been Miss Santiago. “Boots. Socks if you need them.” She returned to the closet and brought out a pair of shiny red calf-length rubber boots. She sat on the bed and quickly put on a pair of white knee socks, followed by the boots. Then she stood up and faced me again, waiting. She looked adorable in her rain outfit. “You can take your glasses off.” She did so, placing them on the desk.. By the time I got home, Angela was already in the kitchen preparingdinner for us."I don't think I am going to eat!" I said, more as a way to communicatemy disappointment than lack of appetite. My stomach, though, haddifferent plans and let out a loud rumble."Sit down, Tony. Have something light!" she said as she gave me a platewith some steamed vegetables and a small piece of roast chicken.She sat across the table from me and ate her dinner."Look, maybe we took it a bit too far. It was a wild. "I really like him, I like him better than any boy I was ever with. He's the first guy that didn't just grab at me and try to get into my pants." Is there something wrong with Frank? I mean, he is in bed with a cute girl and doesn't try anything?" Cindy said.Erin laughed and said, "He is so sweet, Cindy. I had to put his hand on my boob so he'd feel me up. Then, I had to take off my top. I think he was really embarrassed, at least at first. After we watched Jenny and Brad for a minute, he.