?Those are nice, too,? he declared.?Who the hell do you think you are?? Toni demanded. ?What?s the meaning of this outrage???Your driver?s license lis...s your sex as male!? Patrolman Rogers explained smugly, ?but you sure don?t look like a man. I had to check things out.? He released her. ?You?re a man, all right - a drag queen.??I am not a drag queen,? Toni corrected him.?Oh? What the hell are you, then???I?m a transsexual.?Patrolman Rogers laughed. ?That?s the same thing, isn?t it???No, it. Finally, Dodds walked out. In the next room, he reached behind "Floras" head and undid the zip of Jason's female-faced helmet, removing it. "Look, mate," Jason announced, as soon as his mouth was unplugged, "I've had just about enough of your little games... when are you going to leave us alone?" Mr. Dodds looked startled, as Jason ranted on. "What gives you the right to come barging in here, take over Mandy's household, and treat us all like your personal sex slaves?" Mr. Dodds looked. Then we were forced into exile by war and persecution, so my family was chosen to transport this cauldron to America where it has been entrusted to us every since. It is over four hundred years old and an exact replica of a Cauldron that was far more ancient, crafted by the finest Iron Smiths of Tuscany with only one purpose in mind. Tonight my people will gather to once more renew the Pact that has held us together since ancient times, but before that happens you and I must go to work to. Another three hundred dollar tip and I was on my way to the third and thankfully, the final job of the day.Susan was quiet and sultry. I arrived at her house, and she answered the door in a white sheer teddy with nothing underneath. The ruffles at the bottom were a mere inch below her clean-shaven slit, but all was visible. I asked, "Where is the mulch that they delivered?"She smiled slyly, then replied, "It's in the garage, but I'd prefer to spend our time in bed," as she clutched my hand.