At 5’2?, 115 pounds, Suzanne was a petite, but nicely curved woman, with round hips, and strong thighs. She wore a dark snug pantsuit with black hi...h heels. Her hair was straight and black, coming to a stop severely at her shoulders. She wore nice facial makeup with red lipstick. She strode with confidence and waited somewhat irritated for Jim to open the door of the office for her. Jim was unsure of what he was getting into. Earlier this week, Suzanne had arrived home fairly irritated. . Until my voiced changed to a deepbaritone when I was past 16 years of age, whenever I answered the phone Iwas taken for my sister.I never had any recollection of wanting to be a girl, or playing withgirly toys, or even having any girlfriends. I had a boy haircut, andwore boy clothes. However, many times I was stopped by strangers whoasked if I was a boy or a girl. I always answered 'boy'.One of the most embarrassing times in High School was in music class.The boys are on one side and the. They were all outlaws only because the current ruler had declared them such, because they had been friendly and aligned with the former ruler whom had been ousted in a popular mob uprising, on unfounded stories that he was an unnatural monster who preferred his own gender to the fairer sex.The ‘funny’ thing was, (not amusing at all) the new (current) ruler was rumored to have terrible habits and innocents of both genders and all tender ages had been disappearing; not just the outlawed and. ”“As a hooker?” I exclaimed.“No, as a travel agent,” Riley said. “She’s not a hooker, at least not in the way that she defines it. She books travel, escorts businessmen on their business dates, and sells ATM travel cash cards. It is a very, very lucrative business.”“Why on earth would she be working up at the condo in addition to that kind of a business?” I could not put this together.“Well, it’s probably not for the extra thousand or so a week in unreported cash that it brings in,” Riley.