I ditched by lying to her and saying I had work to do. As soon as she was gone I turned on the computer and started to work on my latest batch of stor...es. It was a cold winter?s day and I turned up the heat a bit. After a morning of writing I decided to knock off early, and take a bit of a nap, bad move on my part as I overslept, and left the flash drive I store all my stories on in the computer. My wife Susan came home a bit early on the account of it was going to snow heavy in the afternoon. My brain was still a little sluggish at six AM in the morning and the sun was just peeking over the top of the mountain range that stood between this built-up area and the coastal strip that was filled with bars and fishing villages galore like some other world of strangers with only money and girls on the mind and only lots and lots of booze in their bellies and damn little food to kill the hunger pangs.It was just the opposite of the last year when I was eating three meals a day and booze was. She explains to Jill, "Well... we know this has something to do with it, right? But even if you didn't have your scar, most girls might have treated you the same, because you're not a real man. You never were, and neither was I. I'm so much happier now, knowing I'm a girl inside, accepting it, and living as a girl as much as I can." I guess I've got a lot to learn. Like... how do I feel like Jill when I have to live as Jerry. It doesn't seem fair. It's still so new right now. When we had sex. "It would probably avoid the need for employees to be told of the inspection as well." That sounds like an excellent idea. Just let me call the boss to get permission to make you a name tag. Would Tina Timon asst manager be satisfactory?" she asked while holding a cell phone to her ear." Of course," I replied. There was nothing like getting the real people involved in the cover story, I thought."That was fast," I said when five minutes later the assistant manager named Janet handed me a metal.