"It must be that you'retwin. Have a twin sister, I mean." Whatever connection Cynthia had madein her mind to Lee's ability to morph into a girl, and h...s being a twin,was never explained. She moved onto the reason for the demonstration."Lee. Saturday is the Distinguished Women of Southern California Awards.It is a very fancy, very fun event. Comedians, singers, and yes, longspeeches and awards. I'm receiving an award for my work with the CenterFor Uplifting Women charity that I spearhead. What. “This way,” he said and placed his hand around her upper arm.He didn’t squeeze her arm hard like a lot of men might have. Roxie appreciated that, and this man was pretty big and Roxie sensed that he was very strong, too. In a half minute they were standing in front of a desk. Roxie was hoping that he would take off the handcuffs, but he didn’t.“Have a chair,” he told her, which Roxie did in a folding chair along side a desk, and he sat in an office chair on the other side.“Can I have my say. Across her window, a boy her age looked out his, giggling as his cat chased its tail. Leaning out the window, Heather watched the cat as well, then looked up to see the boy looking at her. ‘Hello, I’m Adam’ the little boy said shyly. ‘Hi, I’m Heather’ she smiled for the first time in months. ‘Do you want to come over and play, Heather? Daddy is making chocolate chip cookies’ ‘Ok let me go ask grampa’ with that, Heather jumped from the window seat in her bedroom and ran downstairs After grampa. “I need to think about this!” I nodded sympathetically. It was a lot to take in. “Want a drink?”“Sure.” I got up and followed her into the kitchen. I was wearing my regular slacks and a Hawaiian shirt. Marilyn had on pajamas under her heavy robe. She was still on the mend, and we hadn’t gotten around to testing out how well the stitches were holding, so she wasn’t trying to get me drunk and have her way with me, not yet at least. She sat down on a bar stool at the island and looked at me.