The sweater and long skirt hid my masculine form, and hinted of a strong, sensual woman. Far different from my bearded male image a few hours earlier.... And yet it felt right. Like I belonged in these clothes. I was in love. With my new image. I felt wonderful, and totally frightened. Who was I now? I carefully sat back down on the stool and began to cry. Margaret and Michael came over to me and held me until I was able to look at them. Margaret spoke first. "I did not have this in mind when I. A little too late for that. “Well, you fucking idiot,” Hanson almost shouts. “What about her?”“The TDF seems to have raided Yonovich’s place,” the soldier continues. “Yonovich is dead. The FBI and DEA are all over the place.”Hanson is furious, so furious he throws the bottle across the room. It smashes into the wall, making the soldier jump. “What about Erika?”“Not sure,” the soldier replies.“What the fuck do you mean not sure?” Hanson stalks over angrily toward the man. “Do the Americans have. Don't ever change, Rose, stay this sexy hussy that you are now. I love you more like this, but stay sweet too though."Kate couldn't last much longer to save her life; I saw it written all over her face even with her shut eyes. I couldn't even pick one thing to focus on: Rose or Kate. Both were worth seeing, but yet, I could only watch one.Although, then Kate covered her face. "Shit, here it comes, angel, I love you," she mumbled ever so lightly.I glanced back at Rose as she backed away a few. "Beth took the tampon from me and handed it back to Dee.The ride home only took a few minutes. I said goodbye to Beth's friendsand got out of the car. Beth followed me. We walked around to thekitchen door and went in. Mom was in the kitchen getting supperstarted."Hi, girls," she greeted us. "Did you have fun?" Well," said Beth, "Jenny got quite an education," and she stared tolaugh. Mom looked at her and raised an eyebrow."What on earth does that mean?" she inquired."Oh, just that Cindy put on.