This isM.......Mer.........Meredi.....th B.....uurnett calling." My Dear how lovely it is to hear from you so soon," came cheerfully intomy ear."Thank...you," I said again quietly and nervously, not quite sure of whatelse to say. My hands were feeling sweaty, as was under my collar. I hadto use my handkerchief to wipe the hand piece before it slipped from mygrasp."Are you sitting down, is there anyone else around?" she asked."No I'm at home by myself and I'm sitting in my bedroom." That's good,. That narrowed it down and I ended up with seventeen possibles. I would start with the four who were located in cities that best fit the urban profile I’d suggested to her.Boston, Atlanta, Denver, San Diego. Big enough, vibrant enough, universities, economically viable.I would have to visit each city in person; I wasn’t about to startle Sabbath over the phone. Looking at the map, I decided to fly to Boston, then down to Atlanta. Then, if necessary, zip back to Denver and on to San Diego. In a. Bryan loved that there was a lot of love, sex and passion in his family and hoped that would continue for years to come. He was glad that Heather and his wife were out for lunch, a girl’s afternoon and then buying some paint and new furniture for the house. His mother-in-law Ingrid had insisted on paying for some of the furniture and all of the paint for the new house. Bryan had protested, but the women had swarmed all over him and worn down his resistance in their unique way. They’d continued. . wearing a dress," Molly said. "He?s wearing high heels." Dad?s a fruit?" Brady asked. "When did Dad become a fruit?" Settle down, kids. Let?s all take a seat, and we can talk about this.Okay?" Tara?s voice was calm."What what?s the shit, Dad," Brady said. "Why are you dressed likethat?" Because that?s who she is," Tara said, accenting the word "she." "Yourfather is, well, transgender. You two need to make her feel comfortable.She?ll be wearing a dress from now on." He?s a homo?" Brady.