I took a sip and waited for her to make the nextmove.A couple of times she seemed about to speak but then reconsidered. Shetoo sipped her coffee then,...setting the mug back on the table, looked mestraight in the eyes and said, "Cross-dressing is apparently a life-timething. Have you always done it?" It was such a direct question and notwhat I expected. She had gone right to the heart of the matter and Iknew honesty was my only choice."Yes, ever since I was about ten years old I seem to have been. And then I remembered what I'd been wondering about last night,about him and his,weird,step-daddy.And,yup,I got the tingly feeling in my tummy again.As I made for the car in the drive I heard a voice call out."Morning young fella.I looked towards the voice and saw it was Chris's step-dad.He was standing on his doorstep,in the same track pants and white vest he'd worn yesterday."Don't you look all cute in your uniform,eh? Listen,would you ask your dad if Chris can get a ride with you? Given it's. Nora seemed somehow different this morning -- a healthier glow, an air of contentment. As far as that was concerned, even Sue seemed more relaxed -- different -- this morning. He couldn't quite put his finger on the difference; it had to be, he thought, because she had finally had a good night's sleep.Dick listened to the four older people gossip about obviously wealthy and important friends. It was pretty boring stuff, especially so considering that it was such a beautiful afternoon... a day. " Clearing his throat more for drama than for any malady, the silver-hairedgovernor continued. "But as an acclaimed leader of your…barbarous peopleyou will first be tortured." He leaned purposefully forward from his chairfor emphasis. Concerned that his words seemingly had little effect on the restoredcountenance of the female before him, he further menaced his baritone and sternlysaid, "Consider the rapes and beatings you have already received just the beginningof more to come. All leading to.