"You've been here too long to not remember this stuff! What the fuck!Get your head out of your ass," Mr. Powell bellowed.Eddie nodded and put his head...down. His hands were shaking as he heldthe files and walked out Mr. Powell's office. Francesca had heard herboss's shouting and felt horrible about the situation Eddie she putEddie, and possibly the real Ann, in.Eddie walked to the file cabinet and started filing the documents away. When he finished, he sat down at his desk and finished the. “A few months after Lyn was gone and I could get myself back together, I gave your father a call; needless to say he had nothing to say to me, I had burned all my bridges were your father was concern. I knew that he didn’t want to have anything else to do with me, but I felt that it was too important to let go. So I kept calling and emailing in hope that he would one day agree to see me.” “Well I guess you got your wish.” I said with a sneer.“Look baby it was a long time before I agreed to. And of course you know how things can be at work, I had a reputation attimes for getting my boxers in a bunch, and of course my name beingFranklin, people would always kid me with feminized versions of my name,Frances, Francine, or Frances Jean! Oh how I hated that last one! Youdon't know how bad I wanted to scream, God dammit it's SARA !! Also atwork it's like the game post office, remember that one? I only toldSarah maybe, about dressing up, next thing you know it's all over theshop from Mary. I meanwhile stripped down to my boxers and awaited the pleasure.She asked me to come inside the dressing room. When I went inside, I saw the sight of my life. She was standing on the bed, her hair tied in a ponytail, wearing a fishnet top through which her small but pointed nipples were protruding. She was wearing a fishnet crotch-less panty and the usual 6 inch pointed heels. She had a thick layer of lipstick on her already shining lips and a thin pearl chain on her slim waist.I’ve seen this.