So tell me, was it a painful recovery?"Hank did not speak, but his eyes stared back with such hatred it scared me. I broke the tension as best I could... "Ricardo, it seems you know Hank so I guess introductions are unnecessary." Oh yes, Henry and I go way back, don't we ... Hank is it?" Too long I'm afraid. But for not much longer I'm delighted to say ... Ricardo was it, huh? Amazing. I remember your name being plain old Richard back in a time. You remember this, don't you? It belonged to my. Expensive and deliciously soft, she had worn it under a flowing summer dress. I thought of that day we spent together while I dressed. As I eased the stockings over my legs, I remembered her wearing them as she wrapped her legs around me. As I attached the garterbelt, I thought of how she had playfully lifted her skirt enough for me to see them. As I stepped into the panties, I remembered how wet I had found her to be. As I clasped the bra behind me, I thought of how she had squeezed her. He didn't say anything for a moment, then sighed. "Stephanie, are you atranny or something?"I blinked, mouth dropping open for a second, certain I'd heard himwrong. "What?"He sighed again before turning in the seat to look at me. "Are you,like, a guy who's turning into a girl?"I shook my head in denial, despite the weird burning I felt in mychest. The question was absolutely absurd. Right? I mean, I would knowif I'd ever been a guy."Why would you ask me that? You've known me since I was ten.. This dog was not as intelligent and was also crazy. It didn't understand its place. Humans were very odd to him."Where do you keep his food?" In the back shed in an old freezer."I looked around and walked through the ring the dog made as it paced the limits of its chain. I found the old freezer and opened it. There was no power. It was the metal case that was used to keep animals from getting into the kibble. I went back to the dog after closing the shed and fed the dog by hand. It wanted to.