Then he hired a steam shovel to eliminate several muck beds at the farm and had the dirt hauled to town and spread from the Catholic school yard fence...to within 20 feet of the backdoor. That raised the backyard nine feet at the very eastern edge of the yard. The crew he hired tapered the new backyard to three feet by the backdoor. Mom planted roses with an arched passage with a gate to keep us kids out of the wayback.It was great dirt for agricultural purposes: Grandma grew the best Victory. On occasion, I've tried to butch up as much as possiblewhile Pat tries to look as feminine as possible, net result, two non-passabletransvestites. Even binding my 'C' cup breasts, I make a poor imitation of aman. As an example, on our fifth anniversary I had on a beautiful off theshoulder midnight blue satin creation. My under cup pushup style corset gave mean indecent amount of cleavage and an almost wasp waist. Poor Pat on the otherhand, struggled into a corset and barely got any compression.. "Well they came from the army and navy discount store, so I don't really care all that much," I said."I have heard a lot about you. It all points to you being a bad ass bitch and hard to kill. So why not call someone to meet us at the High Mountain Clinic. They can clean you up and get you ready to leave. You are going to need some clothes to wear out of there. You can have someone bring them to you. You will be there a couple of hours at least, so there is no rush but make the call now. The. Stop it!The ferry doesn't go anywhere near the open sea. Here it comes now,breasting the placid surface with almost swanlike grace. The idea that itcould ever get into difficulties is absurd. You take a risk hundreds oftimes greater every time you start your car.All you have to do is find a seat on the covered deck well away from theside, concentrate on your book and the crossing will have ended beforeyou've read a couple of pages. Think of the sense of achievement you'll berevelling in when.