As I unwrapped each item I became more aware how Iwas consciously changing myself. Each walk past the mirror stirred myrealization that I'd spent most...of the day in heels and a dress. Havinga face on was causing a distraction; there was a girl, I mean a younglady in my home. But I was still a rough guy in a dress, moving about, abit of a klutz, rather than a woman. This thought caused me to pause. Awoman moves more carefully about the world. I could get along just as Iwas, but I considered the. And where are the fruits? A banana? Haven’t these people heard of a tomato? Or a mango? Meat. Bread. Onions. A carrot. A potato. That’s it. No wonder they look like ghosts. Unhappy ones. Of course they’re pale. Where’s the sun, anyway? And it’s not even winter yet.She had hated London. Too many people. Too many horses and carriages. Smelly. Dirty. Noisy. Oxford, on the other hand, seemed to her to be just about the right size despite the mud and the cold and the food. Already home to almost two. "Shaking her head in disbelief, Lucy said, "Just think about it. If you were able to actually tax that second economy, then the whole national debt could be paid off in no time." Actually, I doubt that very much. The first economy would probably tank as a result. It depends upon the infusion of money from the second economy. If the second economy were to get taxed, the costs of those goods and services would go up and transactions would go down. The first economy would suffer from a major loss. She stirred, snuggled up to me, and murmured, "Thank you for letting me play with your toy. She's fun. Really knows her way around a pussy!" So, you had a good time overnight?" I had a couple of good times, last night. Neither one of us got a lot of sleep. How could you sleep through all that?" Years of training, along with plenty of experience in sleep deprivation. Working nights, and having kids, will do that to you!"Suzie made her return at that point, and all three of us padded downstairs.