Let me introduce myself, my name is Tanya, however it wasn't always this it used to be Christopher. I was a good-looking young man, 5'8" tall, 160 pou...ds and with some muscle mass, long brown hair and brown eyes. I was 18 when everything started to go wrong for me. I made a phone call to a local phone service that advertised intimate encounters between adults and as I started to go through the system there was no one on except this one woman, and she and I started chatting and I decided to. I’m Paige, Paige Turner.” She opened the door wide and stepped backwards. “Are you the local ‘Welcome Wagon?’” she asked with a smile. The official Welcome Wagon was a book of coupons that had been dropped in their mailbox by the local real estate developer’s association.Georgia followed her inside. “God, no! I’m just trying to be neighborly. Here, I brought this over for you.” Georgia handed Paige the bottle of wine. “I took a chance on this. It’s a nice chardonnay, but if you like reds, I can. I didn't want Maureen to think I had moved on quickly, but nor was I fixated on living out my days in celibacy."Mom says to tell you to sell the house, find someone who makes you happy and make me a little brother or sister." I'm not selling the house, sweetheart," I smiled. After she watched the message her mom left her, Maureen always told me the same things. "And I'm too old to be having any more children." She said you'd say that. Again." Maureen flashed me the same smile that she shared. It's just that this was not here yesterday."Bethany noticed that Dylan was in deep thought mode and gave him amoment, than he was back, the look on his face concerned her. "Beth Ibelieve you, it's just that this is too convenient, the timing andmessage, there are times where I feel we're being played. I just wish Icould be more certain." Dylan moved to touch the notebook, a spark andDylan froze, his eyes were unfocused. Bethany started to say somethingbut stopped when Dylan moved."Wow, I didn't.