She also told me that she voted for Leslie's play, but I never held that against her. It was better.This year, our group again put together an origina... production. A musical drama called Zoe's Song. We won. Not so much because we were wonderful or anything, I think mostly we won because it reminded people of Zoe.I'm enclosing a video cassette of our performance.This is not Zoe's story. This is Zoe's tribute.The girl in the play (played by my sister Traci, you may remember her) isn't Zoe, and. With the cap, I looked exactly like every other nursein the hospital, and it was obvious that unless I screwed up royally, Imight just be able to get by. As I tried on the other clothes it wasapparent, even to me, that no matter what I wore, I would look like awoman, and strangely, I began to like the way I looked. Still, I was atodds with the way I was raised and the way I looked. On the one hand,the patients needed the best care I could provide, and what I woreshouldn't matter, but if they. Amy’s still pretty stoned. But when they reach the client’s door, it’s suddenly very real. Jasmin sees her hesitate, and lays a hand on her shoulder. “Relax, girl. It’s gonna be fun.” She cups Amy’s face in both her hands. “If he’s like most men, he’s gonna want us to mess around with each other. I hope so, cuz I can’t wait to touch you.” She’s looking into Amy’s green eyes as she speaks, and the blonde’s heart leaps when Jasmin kisses her on the mouth.“That’s my girl,” Jasmin says. She fixes. His lips traveled up her jaw to the corner of her mouth, and Christie turned to meet him, her lips on his in a searing kiss. Her legs twined with his. ‘Why do you want this? Isn’t there some girl your age?’ ‘There is no girl I ever met, or ever will meet, who is as beautiful and sexy as you. I’ve wanted you for years.’ ‘You certainly know how to talk to a woman, that’s for sure.’ She pressed her lips against his again, just because he flattered and pleased her, and in spite of the fact that.