.. digging into the sand was mostly digging under it and breaking off the unsupported top. Since there were no glass windows in the window-holes, I fo...lded back the shutters and pitched everything out on the veranda.I did discover the reason for the two rooms.They were there for the retail displays. Hoes, scoop shovels, pointed shovels, three tined pitchforks, push brooms and sweepers, axes, hatchets, mattocks, all manner of saws ... just about everything an islander could use and some things to. When she finished there was a definitebuzz from the room. They knew something was different but they weren'tsure what it was. The song didn't come out and say it was abouttransvestites, it just hinted at it.For the next one, I thought I'd be a bit more upfront on the trans partwith a little humor. After dwelling on it all day, I saw an ad for arestaurant that said, "Eat, drink, and be merry." That was it, what Ineeded and wrote this:EAT, DRINK AND BE MARY(Verse)I've got a dozen pairs of boots. Sweeping my hair behind my ears I held the bindings in front of me. As they were inside my aura I could scan them and not set them off. Simple feedback detectors. They really didn't understand how things worked. I kept the wrist-lets and severed the link between them. Changing the feedback from a broad squeal to a controlled amplification, I got my self some very high end amplification matrixes.Score for me.Calling an illusion of a light shimmer around me I cast around until I found my clothes. Sorry," mumbled Mary.Sandra rolled her eyes then studied the menu."It's not expensive here is it?" she remarked after glancing down themenu."No. It's popular because the food's good. Adrian's boyfriend is the chefand he's good."The four girls then settled down to choose their meals. As soon as theyhad decided, Adrian appeared as if by magic. He took their orders thenminced away. They ate their entrees alone but the main mealsappeared when Mrs Benson arrived. Adrian was an excellent.