Somehow it seemed as though he couldn't speak.Lucilla continued. "Sorry, Claire. You know what men are like. Well, maybe you're not so sure. I mean, y...ur husband might not be a good example." My husband? What do you know about him?" Oh, nothing startling, dear. Relax. But I mean, aside from him, and that South American at the conference, well, what sort of references do you have?" How... how do you know that?" Oh, come, it's not as though I'd tell. Well, unless it became really interesting. I. Skirts are pretty easy to find. I have long ones but the ones I love the most are the short ones. Not so short my ass cheeks hang out, but sexy short. That and a nice pair of stockings do it for me. I think I have nice legs, for a dude. Blouses are hit-and-miss also. They really aren't made for guys. Surprise surprise. But after a few misses' sizes, I have a nice collection.Bras are something I just recently got into. Again, they are not for men so it's also hit-and-miss. My first bra was not. I decided to try and stay out of it as best I could. I had my own row tohoe. To this end I retreated to the kitchen and prepared lunch for myguests. I heard them talking in the drawing room but I deliberatelyclattered noisily with the pots and pans to demonstrate I was not eves'dropping or even interested. I knew with an angry certainty, that theywould turn to me when they wanted some sort of 'expert witness' oftransvestism based on my lifetime 'insider view'.I was really waiting for Sian and. Bailee's father and I split up a few years ago and he lives in Arizona someplace now. And yes, I know there was a party and the police were by the house last night to talk to Bailee about it. They somehow think she was involved. I assured them that she wasn't there though," she said, a bit angry at all the fuss. "Well, I'm afraid that isn't the case, Miss Henderson. There is a video of her at the party," he said. "A video? Let me see this video, then." "Well I'm afraid I can't do that, it's....