Today isall about you and who you really want to be." She patted the chair nextto her at the table."I don't want to cause you problems at work Momma."...oann took in the softer voice, the feminine mannerisms, and the gracefulway she moved to the table and sat down, her hand going to the seat to besure the short hem of her nitie wasn't going to get caught.After Natalie took a drink of coffee she asked, "Would it be too much toask of you to tell me what you would like to be called? I don't think. Debenham's sermon that Sunday didn't say much if anything about the"trust booths," it just moved on to the next chapter of John's gospel,the Good Shepherd discourse. Some of the prayers thanked God for a lotmore people who'd been healed by the machine, though; I don't know howmany, as I lost count, but it was at least eight or nine. There wereseveral people at the service that morning I didn't recognize at firstuntil I realized they were decades younger than I knew them.After the service, we. I wanted to give them a briefing on the new web services to get some feed-back.I had a good session with Clegg before the clients turned up. We'd run through the arrangements for the day and he seemed very happy with the plans. "I like this idea of getting feed-back from the clients," he said. "We could spend a lot of money without having a solid foundation, otherwise."I thought I'd take the opportunity to raise one of my concerns. "You're right," I said. "I really want to find a way of getting. " The lad said, wisely avoiding any further ire. "I still wish you had told me." So you could treat me differently?" She said, eyeing him dubiously. "Hell, I liked you as a best friend. Had you known I was a girl, you'da been all 'Let me do that, it's man's work.' and shit."Sammel laughed. "Bullshit." He said. "You've been able to kick my butt since day one, as you've proven many times."She smiled. "I suppose that's true." She said, considering. "But you boys all act so funny around girls. I.