With luck, edit will have a tape by Monday."Sharon settled onto a stool, spread open the portfolio on the table. She picked through the folders, re-ar...anging the order one last time."Maria? Come here, please. Help me pick out your best shots." Sharon patted a stool beside her, smiled faintly as the heavily made up blonde settled in beside her in a vee-neck black faux crepe dress, rhinestone bangles swinging from her lobes. "Your hair is very nice. They did you for today, I'm sure. Do you like. She looked at the woman, who she now knew had also been a man, and sawunderstanding, compassion and even a little love in the look."What sent you down the Macho path?" she asked."A guy called Tommy Barnsley, two years my senior. Challenged me to jointhe Rugby team as fly-half. I was always good with my feet, penalties infootball, etc. then my father found out I was playing girls in theschool plays and told me to join the Army or Navy. I ended up joiningthe Army section of our CCF and doing well. The receptionist told me that he was the sixteen year old son of the store's owner. She said, "Daniel's a treat. You'll like him."He turned out to be a typical teen kid with slick-backed blond hair - a good looking kid who, for some reason, wore no shirt. Probably he was featuring his new developing body, the taut shoulders and muscled arms that kids his age like to flaunt. Hey, I was sixteen once so I understood.He said, "Sorry dude. The order isn't ready but we can deliver it this. John answered, "Goody likes to sit on Dot's face while she sucks on Ted's cock and Rod fucks Dot." She's getting off on this, he thought. So was he. Rapidly and breathlessly she asked, "Rod f-fucks Dot? In front of Ted? And Ted fucks Goody too?" She had already figured that out, she just wanted to hear it. "Do they butt-fuck too, Johnny?" But, before John could answer, "Ohhhh m-my god, Johnny! I'm cumming!" Then, still panting, "Why weren't w-we invited, Johnny?"John's eyes popped wide open..