Oh, boy. Here’s a pair. Somehow they found one another. In walked Ruthie from my story Baby Ruth, Doris’s transsexual brother with my friend, Stua...t, the cross-dresser from my story Do You Know A Cross-dresser. ‘Ruthie,’ you look beautiful. ‘Thank you darling.’ ‘Stu, can I talk to you for a second?’ ‘Yeah, sure, Freddie, what’s up?’ ‘You do know that Ruthie is a guy, right?’ ‘Sure, I do,’ he said punching me in the shoulder. ‘It takes one to know one.’ ‘By the way, Stu, you look stunningly. If you say what people want to hear and say it with conviction, it can become the truth. I can guarantee you that within two days, they’ll be saying that our tapes are fakes.”“So how do we counter that?” Mike asked.“I have no idea,” Cathy answered with a shrug of her shoulders.Mike joked, “If you can solve that problem, you’ll be a hero.”Cathy was silent for a minute as she considered what Mike had said. She looked over at Mike and said, “That’s not a bad idea. I’ll think about it.”“It’s about. I found the kids in the boxing room. They were inside the ring each dressed in shorts and a tank top. Matt, the eldest, was fourteen years old, tall and thin, he had a runner's body. He loved to run, we would run into the countryside some evenings before supper, and run for miles. He never seemed to tire. Kristin had just turned thirteen; she was a couple of inches shorter than Matt, but where Matt was a runner, she, on the other hand, spent her time on the nautilus machines and in the weight. Nat was 6 years older than me and even as a teenager, I knew it was a futile girlish dream.He had always been there though, allowing me to cry on his shoulder. He had even rescued me from becoming a victim of my own teenage recklessness by pulling an overly amorous boyfriend off of me just before "No" became rape. But above and beyond all of that, Nat was really good company. Well, he was when he wasn't acting like an ass.I had no idea what had gotten into Nat lately. He was more tense the past.