“How did you find out about Mrs. Stevens?” he asked.“Sorry, answers cost more! I also know about Mrs. Tate.” Mrs. Tate was a neighbor of his a...d next door to Mrs. Tate was Liz Hart, a friend of mine. Liz noticed that after Daniel took care of Mrs. Tate’s yard, he would spend the next hour or so in her house and always came out looking much cleaner than the sweaty guy who went in. One time when I was over at Liz's, we were sunning in her backyard, I witnessed it for myself. He went in looking. He closed his phone and told me he was needed at work and that he would be back in an hour or two. I was getting ready to head on home but he told me to just go ahead and play a game while he was away. Hesitantly I agreed and popped in a racing game and started to play, and after about ten minutes I got hungry and went downstairs to raid his fridge. I reached the bottom of the stairs and went into the kitchen and sure enough his mother was there, only now she was in sweats and a skin tight. While I was melting, She gently pulled the ribbon on my left arm together and tied it underneath the arm of the chair. Then she walked around to my right side and repeated the gesture with the atomizer before binding my right arm. I don't think I even realized what had happened until after she had been moisturizing my face. I know I didn't care."Oops, I forgot to put that pretty pink cape back on you. We don't want to make a mess of that sexy blouse, do we?" she said. "I did that to your arms. She also invited meto a group meeting of other transsexual girls, which she holds every weekon Thursday nights."It was two weeks later when I finally called John. I felt I had to tell himabout myself and see if he still wanted to continue our relationship. Wedecided to meet at a small coffee shop after he finished work. I arrivedfirst and chose a table in the far corner of the shop so we could talkprivately. I was sitting there, nervously playing with my coffee cup, whenJohn walked in. He.