The security guards must have been 1,000 pounds between the three of them .They tried to catch us.Melissa is running so fast I lose sight of her I get... to the lingerie section of Macy's when a arm reaches out and grabs me.It it was Melissa and sweat was pouring down her face she says to me that she thinks we lost them. we go in to the fitting room to hide .Nobody is there so we go in the same cubicle.Wow that was close the smallest of the three nearly got me he ripped my shirt a little. "My darling Hans, not to worry. I am older than you, I believe and Ihave had a career in securities trading. Along the way I have met andbedded a few men -- some became short term lovers. But that is in thepast. I don't want to ever talk about it again. You are my life, mylove and that is all the counts."We kissed."But Janet, you seem so experienced, I can't help but wonder...", hetrailed off."Believe me darling, what is past is past...completely past and willnever be discussed again. Do. My tribe made simple instruments since our voices were capable of creating much beauty on their own. This was finely crafted, a work of a master. The body polished, the strings thin and stretched taught. Chaun strummed his fingers along them.Music sang.A heroic song burst from his lips. I took a deep breath, the music reaching into me, soothing down my fear. I didn’t have to be scared. Now wasn’t the time. It was the time for actions. For bravery. I shoved my hand into my pouch and pulled out. He began to approach the "crippling"effect, and now I could see his point. There is something to a woman thathad no choice but to display the most feminine existence. This would notbe a fake display for flirtatious intentions. It would be a side effectof the person's form.In this case, it was my job to sign off on sexual reassignment surgery.He was already presenting as the well-endowed female to the point of hisversion of crippled by femininity. Sign off, I did. His new outlook madehim so very.