It was financial year end and she told me that she had put together a team of local high school kids to assist with the tedious stock take in the grai... warehouse. The grain warehouse owned and managed by Ryan Peters contained bags of hog feed, chicken corn, alfalfa pellets, cattle feed all stacked and stored in gigantic orderly peaks in the vast multi storey warehouse. Debbie was to oversee the annual stock counting with Ryan on Saturday and she said it would probably run into late Saturday. No concept of sharing the hurt, of giving pleasure, of listening together to the musical thwump of the flogger, of serving the floggee… It's all academic and selfish, - mutuality is dead, spiritual enjoyment gone….I used to row on the river (at Henley too), and a rhythm of 35 strokes to the minute was regular for me so that's what I look for now, full effort behind every stroke across my bum and back, but who is there out there prepared to go that far ? All the well-built ladies in scanty. I did my work well. I was caring, painstakingly accurate, and dedicated. I made money. I lived frugally. After five years of hormones and blockers, I had several plastic surgeries that brought my body in line with my mind. Now when I looked in the mirror, I saw a reflection of my mind's eye. I saw a beautiful woman. My lightened hair, my high cheekbones, my pouty lips, my long smooth neck, and my ample breasts all had been purchased by working hard at tax time.At twenty-five, I was the. This time they talked briefly, and David was a bit surprised when she told him she remembered him from the birthday party, even though he mostly sat quiet with his friends and drank beer, sometimes tapping his shoes whenever a song he liked came up. Apparently, David made somewhat of an impression on her, because a couple of days later, his sister told him that her friend, Jolene, thought he was cute. She thought you were cute, David, he told himself, as his sweaty hands tapped on the steering.