’ Richard looked up and around the room. ‘I assume you have all understood what I have said? There will be no fighting or I am to re divide all of... the holdings. So, Chance, I would advice you learn to deal with this new situation. Ladies, I would advice you both to stop you’re laughing so as to not irritate Chance anymore than he already is. Yes, Blair, what is it?’ I looked over and saw that he had his hand raised like a child in school. Blair looked at me. ‘Will you be throwing us all out?’. ’ And, in fact, you didn’t have one at eighty, either. What I had backward was believing my precious life was worth saving. My brain. It wasn’t. The life that was worth saving was this seventeen-year-old I now inhabit. The passion and compassion.Older, wiser, sager heads are what is destroying this country. There should be mandatory retirement from government service in ANY capacity at sixty-five. Even that is too old. Government should be left to the young, the compassionate, the caring. As. "Class is meeting outside today, Miss..." he check his clipboard " ... Kim."I went out and found some guys already there. They were in long sweatpants and t-shirts. I wasn't. It was pretty cold. About 50 degrees. That may not seem like cold to you, but (1) I had been used to San Diego weather, where, if it got to 50, we'd have a snow day (not quite true, but I'm telling the story here) and (2) I was naked. My nipples responded immediately to the cold. Let me tell you ... nipples that are hard. So what if I have a penis down there. Idon't want it! But I'm not going to spend the $10,000 to have it removed.Besides, I'd be a really ugly 'real' woman. I don't want that. There arepeople who accept me as a woman wanna-be and that's good enough for me.They don't care if my underwear is pink with lace on it. They don't careif I shop at Victoria's Secret for my under panties and bras. They don'tcare that I sleep in nightgowns like any other woman would. Why shouldyou? You tell me. So what if.