" I know you do, Honey. But you don't have to do it today, do you?" Are you kidding? Do you have any idea how long I've wished for this tohappen? Yo... might be sick and weird but I love you and I've wanted to bejust like you for as long as I can remember. This day was never supposedto happen, not because I didn't want it to happen, but because I thoughtit was impossible. But here we are in Mexico. I'm going to be a woman,Mom, with a body just like yours and a life just like yours. . Sunday, I finished the party preparation and drove back to Houston for a flight to Washington, D.C. I would be gone a week. During that week, K’s boyfriend got a new job that paid more. They moved into an apartment during the week.I made it to her home around 4:30 PM that Friday. M changed from her work clothes and I changed into civilian attire before we went to the store for party food and got home and put things away. She called for pizza delivery and teased the delivery buy by bending. I was so keyed up I could only sleep about four hours a day for months, maybe even our entire first year after we started our loosening up process. Part of it was the sex. No. A lot of it was the sex. That kind of symbolized the complete renovation of the way we thought about each other and the world.“We agreed to keep each other, keep the house, and to keep our jobs. Other than that we threw literally everything else about our lives in the air to see what came down and in what pattern. Every. "Could you at least call me Sam?" Ok, Samantha, get through the rest of the day without any complaintsabout sexual harassment from the staff or customers and I will call youSam again. If not you will be expected to comply with rule 2 of thedress code" But that's impossible Jane, someone set me up with the images in myhistory file." Samantha, have you read your office manual?" Er, no..." Any girl who makes an unsubstantiated complaint about a colleague mustwear 9 inch stilettos for a week.