To tell you the truth, I’m not too concerned with that. I had planned on donating a good portion of it to the charity groups on the station. But I a...lso need to sell some of it. That is so I can justify giving some away. Got to make a profit, you know. What I would like to know are you part of a gang or organization, or are you acting for yourself? Don’t worry either way you’ll be alright. We’ll put you back on the station, or even dirtside. Your choice.”As I was talking, one of the orderly’s. Skirts and blouses or a dress are her styles of clothing. What is really lovely about Mom is that she sometimes thinks way outside the box of conventional thinking and just about any subject I wish to talk about is welcome as long as it is said respectfully, no curses or vulgarity involved.Since she had her glasses all over the house, she'd never miss a few pairs and would always find a couple when she needed them. This fetish for Mom's glasses became quite the rage, I found myself at thrift. “Are you seeing anyone?” Grace asked.I hesitated very briefly, then lied, saying, “No.”It was about then that I became acutely aware that Grace had dressed up to meet me and that she smelled amazing. New perfume.I glanced at her, and noticed she had tears in her eyes. I didn’t really know what to do, but I guess I wasn’t completely over her, judging by the wave of affection that I felt right in that moment. I reached over to her, pulled her to me, and started to gently kiss her on the lips. She. He knew he was a sissy. We had one lastnight, but in the morning he was gone, AWOL, and never returned to theship. I.. I returned and continued my tour, torn up inside. I.. I believeI was a better person after that, a better officer... and I think when wereturned to port.. I got my rewards... at the dock, waiting for me, wasthe most gorgeous red-head in the outfit you're wearing now." I wasn't expecting it, but she just ran into my arms and threw herself atme... and I knew she was him. Later we.