."I dropped the paper onto the kitchen table. "What's that?" she said."I'm going to have to do something about that screen door," I said, avoiding her...question. I was still sniffling. She picked up the sheet of bond and began to read it. Done, she looked up at me. At first she said nothing."It's a print out of an e-chat," she said. "From my computer?" Yes," I said."It's nothing, Herb. It's just a chat room friend I sometimes chat with. It's nothing." A friend? You mean Michael?" I said. "His. My lovely wife smiled and asked me if I was going to let her try to be fucked by that black man… Anita then made a rapid movement under the table and took off her panties, spreading a little bit her legs, thus she was showing her shaved mound in the waiter direction, who was now looking at us… The waiter, whose name was Edmond, came again to our table with a tray of glasses. He had really now a huge erection. When he put down the tray on the table, Anita touched softly the head of his hard dick. " Dinner was fine; I was with friends." Well, at some point I hope to introduce you to my wife. She's a sister at Royal Perth." Yes, that would be nice. I've got to go, my 9:30 just walked in."I'd forgotten the half-hour time difference. "Right. See you in March."Well, that had been easy.The week went by fast. Weena was on shift till six, so I'd stop at the shops or the supermarket on my drive home. The mounted maps had come and Des had gotten the maintenance crew to fasten them on the walls. I. I began to scan them.The first nine showed all kinds of clothing, from full dresses to nighties, and everything in between, they showed make-up tips, how shave your legs, your pubic area adds for creams to help enlarge your breasts, I spent hours reading all this. The last website I went to dealt with the actual issue of being a transvestite, the one article that got to me, was titled “Go For It!”, it suggest that the person try to live as female for a week and see how they felt about, it all.