”“If I thought I’d get away with it, I’d give her a sedative.”I didn’t say anything, but I gave her a look that made her shy away and go b...ck to her other duties.I went to Dalton’s room and looked inside. She was sitting up in bed with her legs crossed, her arms crossed over her belly like she was holding herself together, and shaking with silent sobs. The hospital was quiet, so I didn’t have to speak very loudly to be heard. “Are you always this pleasant or is it because you’re in a. " I nearly fainted dead on the spot. "Let's think of a name for you while we finish getting you dressed, shall we?" Sharon had me put my arms up as she pulled the cotton blouse over my head and primped the ruffles to fluff out. Then I put the denim skirt on.She fussed with a few details then stood back to look at me. "You look like a proper girl, honey," she said, "All except that little tent in your nice skirt. But I know how to take care of that." Roughly, I was pushed onto the bed. Sharon. But as a landlord, he will have a key and right of entry. He’ll probably stop by while I’m at work to make sure I’m not trashing the place. It will be kinda obvious that I’m not living here alone, that’s for sure. There’s no use trying to hide it. We may as well admit, at least to him, that we are in a ménage a trios. Gee, I wonder if we were hiding it would we be a ménage a troglodyte? Can you even say that? If you make a pun in two different languages, isn’t that some kind of mixed metaphor. The symmetry of the fake mammaries was impressive. With harshmemories as I took in my situation, I expected more from my store-boughtinvestment. It was becoming impossible to think of myself as male.Some of the roommates only wanted companionship. Randy, however, oftenfought with his girlfriend. When they had a row, he would becomeparticularly amorous with me. When he would come for me, he would have adouble dose of hangover pills. He liked to dance and get drunk. A three-shot minimum before we.