I think that Denise was trying to make sure that we got along well and would act like a buddy, certainly not at all like a mother figure. One day as ... was eating breakfast she walked up behind me and rubbed my shoulders for a few minutes. I told her that it felt really good and she offered to give me a "real" massage. I of course jumped at the opportunity. She told me to take off my shirt and lay down on the floor in the living room. She then proceeded to give me a pretty decent back. As she set a beer down in front of me she said:"You do something to piss off the guys at the table? They won't let you sit with them anymore?" I could sit there if I wanted, but I got tired of straining my eyes." Straining your eyes? I don't understand." It is hard to see you from over there. I decided that if I was going to look at you I might as well do it up close." Aren't you the silver tongued Devil." What can I say? You are by far the best looking woman in the building."Before she could. " She smiled briefly again. "But if you do havesurgery or change your legal gender, you should let us know." If, on the other hand, after a trial period you decide that you willrevert to being Dee, that is, go back to being a male again, you shouldalso inform me. That will also be OK. I realise that you may not yetknow whether this change of lifestyle is a permanent thing or not.However, I have to say that it will be difficult for us if you keepchanging from one thing to the other. That would. Nothing else. She pondered it. She had enough savings now. The life insurance from that dead asshole was also hers now. At least the asshole was enough of an asshole that he had few other people close to him . So his will had been in her favor, and his life insurance policy meant that she never had to lift a finger to work again. She mentally thanked the trucker again. She picked up the phone with trembling fingers, after having put it off for a good twenty minutes. She always felt trepidation.
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