”“Well sit down and enjoy some good old Alaskan hospitality.”There was homemade bread and Venison from game Sarah had shot. “Since we got com...any, Rod is going to make up a little stew.”“You don’t…. No problem at all, something warm will hit the spot.”Everyone exchanged small talk as they ate. As they packed up Brad talked with Rodwhile Sarah and Bristol talked with Angie. Sarah, do you carry a gun? “You Betcha!” which got a laugh from Angie. “How about you Angie.”“I have a .38, that’s. It's two months before my 22nd birthday there's an insistent knock on my door. "Who is it?" I call. "Hello? My name is Margaret McIlvaine speaking on behalf of the Law Firm of O'Sullivan, Kelly, Walsh, Flanagan and Mullan of Wexford County, Ireland? I'm here to talk to you about the death of your Great-Granduncle Twice Removed?" A woman's voice with a Wexford accent so thick you could cut it with a knife says. "..." I go over to the door but don't open it."What kind of scam is this?" I ask,. He was there too. Her hands had been sliding all over his chest, her fingers flexing as they slid over rippling muscles. He felt so different than when she touched her own soft body. She knew he had touched her too. She knew he had touched her breasts, but she couldn’t remember that part of the dream ... what that had felt like.Her hands came up to those breasts, on the outside of her pajamas. They felt so soft under her hands after the remembered hardness of his chest in her dream. Had it felt. "It seems that you do Miss Barron. I have to add this now, I watchedyou walk in this room and by your walk and stance. I can see that yournot really used to or comfortable with being female...yet?" No...I was a male for....along time so..." I wave a hand over myself"...this will take some getting used too. Then add some of your customsare far different than mine?" I add."Like what? If can ask?" Clothes...Back in my home. We did not wear any, except armor or whenwe had special guests and then,.