Its extreme and unlikely but it was fun to push my boundaries in this wayI have never has much respect for my mother. For someone born in the classles...s captial of the country where the tango man would fit in and its definatly maybeline (or a cheap knock off) i strangely was born with one defining assest - class. That means that i looked at my slap-covered, mutton dressed as lamb slag of a mother with distaste. Which is probably how she ended up as my total bitch.It all started when she came to. That is not, I repeat NOT, sufficient. I want to know exactly what you found, where, and in what quantity. Do you hear me? Over," Jockey 3 demanded indignantly."Jockey 3, HAND 6. What is your level of security clearance? Over." The Major sent with emphasis on just who he was."Hand 6, Jockey 3. What does that have to do with anything. I'm the headquarters that you report to, and I demand that you provide that information. Over," Jockey 3 demanded in exasperation."Jockey 3, Hand 6. Unless you. But when I look deep into my heart (not that I actually have a heartany longer), I have to realize it all worked out as it was meant to....I am a woman's blouse and have been for at least 20 years now. I was a manfor 34 years before that and had lived a rather unremarkable and lonelylife. I was the fourth and last child of a middle-class couple whoprovided for all of their children's material needs but few of theirspiritual ones.In school, was a B and C student, had few friends, participated in. Come over at 4:00 with the beers. How's that?" That's fine," I say as I turn to go. "See you at 4:00.When you let me in you are wearing your usual sleepwear, a tank top and thin pants. Your nipples are already poking out. You follow my gaze."It's just because it a little cold in here," you tease.I'm wearing a t-shirt and shorts ... it's warm in your room.We sit on the couch, drink our beers and just talk. Most of the conversation is work related, discussing how the job went, what remains to be.