The prospect of recognition for my intelligence and achievement, goals that I had seemingly forsaken when I took the path toward my sex change, again ...eckoned and seduced me. I would complete and improve on the massive study that the largest condom maker in the world had botched and abandoned, and in the process I would also achieve renown and success for myself and my friends. I sorted the names by language group and location and drew up the interviewee lists. Tran went to a Hmong community in. They were . . . having sex. Deep sex. Connected. United. Hooked up to each other. Deep sexual union. Brian wrapped his arms around the man's lower back, entwining the two of them together until they were tightly braided in a deep and intimate and perverse sexual union. A few minutes later, the pace and urgency of Sig's fucking became quicker and soon, he was humping and there was a flap-flap-flap sound similar to what is heard in the normal mating of a man to a woman.And after another few. But the crowd believed Pa and it took a while before anyone bid on anything again. The shill disappeared and wasn't seen again for the rest of the evening. (Oh yes, a little side note: The shill was present at other auctions we attended from time to time. But if Pa bid on something he "kept his trap shut.")Sam bid on a tortoise shell comb set and a pair of China bristle brushes. She paid almost a dollar for them. A woman and small girl were standing off to one side. "That lady bought your comb. We sat out on the balcony and dam near finished a bottle of wine, laughing, and touching each other. We shared some cannabis and watched what looked like a storm coming in from the ocean. As the wind really picked up we quickly went in and stood him behind me hands on my shoulders as we watched the lightning. Rubbing my shoulders moving his hands down rubbing my ass and the rest of my body, he began to kiss my neck and softly rubbing and cupping my breast. As I turn around we began to kiss.