I tried to walk faster. I heard them moving closer and I was about to start to run when I felt a hand on my shoulder spin me around. "Hey, I'm talki...g to you!" the voice said."Leave me alone, I'm headed home." I tried to say it bravely, emphatically."Well it looks to me like your a little faggot, and we don't like faggots in our park. Do we guys?" There was nodding and verbal abuse all around me. Hands were pushing me around, one grabbed my ass, one my crotch, squeezed so hard it hurt.. I rolled my trousers down.Would my colleagues notice I had tucked away my manhood?I tried to think how a woman would walk. I couldn't - I was in themen's toilet - I really couldn't think how a woman would walk in such amale environment. If I was to become a convincing gay man or Tranny Iwould need to watch and imitate how a woman walked more convincingly.What was I doing wearing tights and panties in a men's toilet? I was aman for goodness sake, although I was almost half-dressed as a. "The Detective hid his smile. No one outside the investigation knew it was a log cabin. "Are you sure you've never taken Christy out there?" He needed Kyle to be a hundred percent clear so he couldn't have room to wiggle out of it when it came to trial. "Maybe you didn't realize it was for book club?" Naw. I've never taken her to any place out in Graham." So, after the fight, what did you do?" Stayed home. Fooled around with my wives and concubines. They'll all confirm it. It was when Fatima. Damn, it was starting to get crowded.The three of them bent to converse in whispers a moment then the old man stretched his hand over me. He started to chant in the old mage language then harder suddenly stopping shaking his head. “Son, do you know who you are?”Finding my voice I stated, “The pretty woman there said my name was Toman, so I guess that’s who I am.” I pointed to the older woman, “You seem so familiar I know you though I can’t conjure your name.” I fell back as I tried harder to.