He found the building with ease, memorizing the spot where she was located. The transmitter also worked as a tiny audio transceiver as well, so he cou...d hear everything that was going on where she was.Steve tapped the watch lightly, turning up the small speaker in his ear. It seemed that Rachel was now talking to herself."Guys! I'm home!" Rachel called out. She put her bags down on the couch, removing her slick rain jacket. She could feel the cold water drip onto her white T-shirt, the fabric. It madeher admire Tom even more, he was so brave.Gabrielle paused as she took some tissue to wipe away her tears. 'Tomisn't a he anymore, start thinking of her as a she.'Tom would have to be even braver if the committee accepted her proposaland Chuck dumped her also. She would be returning to the warped world ofthe Watanabes all alone and possibly pregnant to boot. It amazedGabrielle that her friend wanted to try doing that.The new dedication Gabrielle would give to Tom would include. Mark smiled. Frank might forget that particular thrill when he experienced some of the other thrills that would soon be coming from his loving wife.He typed a short message to Marcia telling her that he was impressed with her performance. He liked the red lingerie. That was a good touch. And he didn't mind if she washed the taste of Frank's semen away with a glass of wine. He was impressed that she had fulfilled her promise to swallow every drop. She had made herself look very desirable.Then he. The only one of those numerous callers worth listening to was my daughter phoning to check on Steve and Mandy's evening out. Initially she was mad at her brother for chickening out but became at first, amused, and finally hysteric with laughter when I explained Mandy's substitution and the following events. I must admit to not mentioning just how much I'd enjoyed myself. My daughter gave me enough stick as it was without me providing more ammunition. An hour later I related the story once more.