‘Enough, Irene. Don’t meddle, I won’t put up with that. Don’t try to become a match maker.’ John paused a moment, then continued. ‘Irene, ...on’t presume on our friendship. Accept that I just am not interested in what she’s doing.’ John then stood abruptly, turned and left, leaving Irene sitting there with her mouth agape. She shook her head slowly and then muttered, ‘shit.’ Irene stood and walked slowly out of the shop. Taking her cell phone she quickly punched in a familiar number. ‘Woody? I. What's more, you couldn't very well have backed out, and even if you did you would have had a permanent enemy on your hands. Once again you managed to pull off another miracle, but you did it by listening to your own intuition, which always seems to get you out of trouble. The problem is you almost made a huge mistake because you didn't take the time to think the situation through. Now what I'd really like to know, is why you let yourself get so bent out of shape about things?"Alex sighed. He'd. I didn't realize that he was gone right away. When I realized that he wasn't around I started looking for him. I looked all around the house for him and was starting to worry. I checked all the bedrooms but one that was occupied. I could hear a woman in it obviously having a good time. She was moaning up a storm. I moved on to looking for Bud outside thinking that he might have gone out to the bathroom. I didn't find him there either. I was panicking by then and when I went back in the house. I moved out of my parents house at the age of 20 . Since I was financially O.k.. , like had a great job and was very independent. I was able to buy myself everything I wanted for cross dressing. When I turned 23 years old ,I decided that I wanted to go to Mexico and rent a house or apartment out there as a retreat or a getaway place if you will. This would be a great idea and an experience for me to dress up in public , something that wouldn't allow me to do so in my own town. I am Hispanic.