They sat us in the back, away from other people."David, you have to believe me. I'm really, really sorry!" Erica said. The faucets in her eyes opened ...ully.Her explanations and apologies did not matter. It felt like she cheated on someone else. I acknowledged what I had witnessed, but our estrangement was complete. I heard every word she said but only as the friend Erica's mother wanted for her."Say something!" she hissed after she ran out of excuses."We're done, Erica," I said, putting the. . and of course I didn't want to go all the way back to wearing just men's clothing...I gulped, and told the truth. "Yes," I admitted. "I do enjoy dressing up as a woman. I ... I ... I enjoy it very much."Janice gave me a kiss on the cheek. "I thought so. Now, let's play a game. Do you want to play a game?" What kind of game?" No! No questions. Just answer me yes or no. Do you want to play a game? But wait, if you say 'yes', you have to agree to my rules."I thought back to all of the previous. I knock on the office door and Rick yells that it’s open. When I step in, he looks up from his paperwork in surprise and smiles a huge smile. “Well, hello beautiful! Welcome back!” he stands up and moves to the side of the desk, gesturing for me to give him a hug. This might be totally inappropriate managerial behavior, but he has always been affectionate with me and it doesn’t bother me a bit. Rick is brutally hot. Tall and slender, with dark hair and eyes. I have a bit of a crush on him. She dove in with enthusiasm, just as he had taught her. There seemed to be a glow about her; she was literally switched on. Gianni thought there was a lesson for him in this epiphany, that her mind was as important to him as her looks. She did not let him get away with coasting on charm and called him on his occasional embroidery of facts. Frances loved that nothing was ever pastel with Gianni. For him, life and everything in it was perceived in primary colours, to be consumed and revelled in..