" We continued on to our own cubicles to get to work. At about 11:30 we broke for lunch, and Jeremy and I walked out and across the street to the dine... some of us enjoyed. We ate there often. I said hello to Gladys, our waitress, and she smiled at us as she took our order. While waiting for the food to come I got down to brass tacks. "Listen, Jeremy. I'm going to get a little personal here. If you get uncomfortable just let me know, and I'll drop it." "I think I can handle it Sarge. If you're. 'How can they really make my life worse?' Brandon wondered to himselfas a slight smile came across his face. Christiana saw it as heapproached her."What the hell are you smiling about?" Christiana asked."Oh, nothing," Brandon replied.Christiana gave Brandon a strange look as she wondered how he couldpossibly have a smile on his face, given the events of the day. Shehanded him a letter and told him to draft up a response.Brandon nodded as he took the letter from her hand and headed towardshis. “It’s warm in here with the heater going.”Her head cleared slightly. She tried to snap back to reality and turned the car off. “Oh right, ten on, ten off so we don’t run out of gas. It should also keep us from getting too hot.”“Will it?” His face was pure mischief now as he placed his hand back on her wrist, rubbing his thumb back and forth; she could swear she felt the sensation somewhere else. It was like every nerve ending was on fire and reaching out for him. “Oh hell,” she said out loud. ................................................................"I can't believe it," Angela said when Dexter told her of the Queensplans. "But why you Dexter? Why would she do such a thing. You're nota criminal." I don't know, but if I don't start dressing like a girl and start thesex reassignment process myself, they said I will be incarcerated andthey will do it for me immediately." Oh Dexter, what can we do? I am here for you honey, you know that." Now, but will you be able to be with me.