.. Stephen strolls out of the room, and into the coffee scented kitchen."Sophia! Where is my coffee?!?" Your coffee is in the coffee pot!"She's busy t...rowing on her pajamas, wincing at the slowly loosening of her leg muscles. She knows she shouldn't have just said that, and regrets it immediately. As she throws socks over her feet, hopping out the door, she watches Stephen making a cup for Himself."Please. Im sorry. I shouldn't have answered Your question like that. But I really had no idea. Our living quarters were bedrooms on the top floor. In an area below the main floor we had a bar called the Scorpion Club, just outside of which, in the courtyard, we had a large lighted in-ground swimming pool with a large scorpion painted on its bottom. One government station wagon with its local driver was assigned to every two airmen for their use while off duty, with the government paying for our gas by giving us unlimited gas coupons with which we could obtain fuel at any petrol station. ." I trailed off after one syllable as everythingwent black.I had no sense of time passing, but it must have been at least 10-12hours because when I slowly started returning to consciousness, the sunwas peaking through the cracks in a heavy curtain. My mouth was realdry and I was very disoriented, but I did notice that I was no longerin the living room.I started wondering how Robin could have moved my 250 pound,unconscious body into the bedroom. Then I started wondering why I couldsee so well,. Looking back now, it seemed like his mother had knownall along about his habit and did nothing to stop him. But neither hadshe encouraged him. He had only been caught once, by his older sister,during summer holidays one year. She made him be her maid for the restof that day: it was one of his fondest childhood memories. He nowbelieved that crossdressing was one way he had begun to rebel againstthe Matrix at a young age.He could have kicked the ass of anyone who was staring at him right nowbut.