"I suppose it's that damn flash drive," she muttered."What about it?" Shit. They think I still have it." What? How do they even know it exists?" Long ...tory, dear. Wait'll we get back to the room, I'll tell you then."We drove the rest of the way in silence, I guess both of us lost in thought. I know for damn sure that I was."OK, here's how it went," she started after we'd settled down and room service had brought me the double scotch I'd asked for. My nerves still needed a little calming.That. " "He's gone queer," she confided and she wandered away which pissed me off as I hated bints playing hard to get. We had a bit of a think, "Fucking queers need straightening out," 'Chalky' Blackburn announced suddenly. "What's that Chalky?" I asked. "Fucking tarts on the NHS for queers," Chalky said, "You ought to say about that at Council Johnno." "What?" I asked. "Make them screw tarts till they're cured," Al translated from complete bollocks to Al speak, "Sounds like a plan." "On the NHS?" I. "To be honest, I don't know. Trish and Stephanie know about it. I told Steph she could invite some of her girlfriends. We need to make sure Jerry and Steve know about it. Is Sherry coming in? No pun intended." I haven't talked to her. I'll call her if you want." No, I'll talk to Steve and see if he's bringing a date first." Christina is coming," added Lena."Doesn't she usually?" I teased.Lena socked my arm. "I want to invite Gary and his daughters. One is just younger than Marie and one is. "That is really a big question, Mistress. I mean the male sex is facinga crisis of masculinity. Every man is asking himself that question.Who am I? What does it mean to be male? Am I cisgendered or cissy? AmI genderqueer or trans? Am I binary? It is the question of the age.Who do men go to, to ask the question to? Other men? Perhaps. TheLGBT Community? Perhaps. Or women? Well you are asking your woman.That says something about you. You know a man cannot give you theanswers you are.