I made someconversation with one of the sellers. He told me that is was safe andthat he had become a woman plenty of times already. In another email, ...hetold me that he had a new shipment in, so we made a deal. I sent him amoney order and I get to become a woman.The mail order package arrived without any fanfare. The delivery guy hadno clue to what was in that package. Do they ever? I opened it up andpulled out the tray with about ten pills. I don't know if I'll use all ofthem, but the person. I wasn’t sure what she had in mind, but after introductions were made, Jenn and I went to the kitchen to prepare the canapés while they had their discussion. Before anyone could work their way around to ask about her status in our house, Mom told them that Jennifer had been my caregiver and continued to help me in my daily activities and now that we went to college , it just made sense to let her rent a room from us. That way, she could get me to college and back without disrupting any. "In the kitchen, NOW," shouted Gina.Ryan entered the kitchen to see his mother with eyes ablaze, just as she had been before the belting, plus the cane and the note on the kitchen table."Did you write this?" demanded Gina although the answer was obvious."Yes, you are a fat and ugly old slut," sneered Ryan, whose defiance was as per earlier arguments."I will teach you to talk to your mother like that, get your arse bare and bend over this table," ordered Gina as she picked up the cane.Ryan. We'd be frantic and I'd have to employ Joyce full-time. I think she'd be willing, but editing, refining, and producing the finished product would merit the investment. We'd have to have a rigid schedule. We would be managing a larger audience and show time would be exact. It would be like Johnny Carson was. Recording is done and tape gets edited. Then we broadcast with feeds for the Eastern U.S. and two hours later for the Western U.S. I'm pretty sure WIUB would want some compensation other.