“You are stunning, beautiful one! The only reason I know you are a Trans girl - is because no straight women ever come in there alone. I so want you...” With that said, we kissed – right in the middle of the sidewalk. His raw passion had me breathlessly reeling in anticipation.His hold on me made me feel so small, so vulnerable and so feline. I was simply a young girl with a handsome, youngish guy. The rest of the walk had me feeling as beautiful and as happy as I ever could recall. Holding hands. Just like she had, she thought. They all looked tired,frightened, resigned. The two Japanese girls wore short, pale coloured dresses,the European jeans and a t-shirt. They all looked bruised and beaten. The truckbounced on. Every so often there would be the piercing honk of the truck?shorn, intended, she presumed, to clear livestock from its path. But then thetruck slowed and finally stopped. There weremore voices. Official sounding. She assumed they wereat the border. That was good. They?d be. "Tears formed on Vonda's cheeks. She hugged Pyx.Vanessa joined them in a group hug."Oh Pyx! I'm so sorry," said Vonda."Maybe to go into this lifestyle, you have to have had some childhood trauma," said Vanessa.Pyx held up her hands. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make both of you so sad." It's okay," said Vonda.She turned to her sister. "Now, let's get you over to Alex."Pyx interrupted. "I forgot. Master said that if Vanessa wanted to visit him, she should be dressed like she was yesterday."Both. “A Merry Christmas to you Tony.” He smiled. “I didn’t see you all day yesterday. Did you spend the day with Julie?” he asked.“I was in Brighton. I had some unfinished business down there.”I put the bag on the desk, in front of Father Petrou. He looked at it, then at me, finally gazed back at the bag. He closed the bible he was reading, putting it to the side. He pulled the bag nearer. He slowly unzipped it, spreading the opening wider to look inside. He took a deep breath then exhaled. He.