She was in a folding chair in the back of the room, with a vacant seatson either side. A policeman had sat beside of her for a while, but afriend of h...s had called him over and whispered to him. And thepoliceman had moved to another seat closer to the front.She was used to it by now. Some vanillas didn't want to be around her.When she was new to sissihood, it bothered her. She was ashamed for thestraights to look at her and judge. But over the years -- almost sevenyears now -- she had steeled. No matter what.” Mike sat back down and motioned for his girl to go get them a drink. “Bro it will be the best decision you will ever make. And like I said these girls are trained from a young age to do the will of their Master. No arguments, no complaining, no excuses, nothing, it’s your word and only your word.”Jim looked at Mike with skepticism. “ Yea sure she will do whatever you say, don’t bull shit me, man.”“Bro you tell me the most far-out shit you can think of and I will have her do it. She’d last seen this beautiful cap the afternoon of December 18, 2014. Gunther had promised to return it. Like that ever happened, she thought.Carrying the cap to the control console, she placed it carefully atop Leda’s hand-written lexicon on the shelf below. Young-Rebecca might, or might not need it in 3089, Causal Expression, et. al. She glanced at the clock floating above the gate: 9:18 pm: 2 minutes to go.“Siri, this level is completely clear?”“Yes, Rebecca.”“How is Arma?”“Her stress level. Soon minordisagreements blossomed into full-blown arguments, and healthy argumentsturned bitter and malignant until neither one of us could stand to be nearthe other. Sadly, silently we drifted apart.The last time I saw Linda was in September 1977. On a lark, I decided toattend the marriage of her eldest daughter. Seated in the back of the church,I could indulge in observing the proceedings without fear of being noticed.Both mother and daughter were radiant, glowing with an inner feminine.