" Yeah, maybe."I knew at some point I would have to call Kelly, but I couldn't work up the nerve to do so just yet. Instead Jimmy and I hustled off to... work. I drifted through the day on autopilot. Half of the staff would be out for the next two days marketing our clients, including Francine. So it was pretty quiet, and no one really bothered me for the whole day. I stared blankly at the computer screen before me, my hands resting on the desktop. Whenever the phone rang I simply let my voicemail. I could hear that someone was in another stall and, as much as I enjoy the thrill of discovery, I couldn't really get into it until they left. I waited, rather impatiently, with one hand on clit duty and tweaking my nipples with the other. As expected, that combination felt good so I quietly leaned back and enjoyed my own little bit of foreplay until I heard her finally flush and wash her hands on the way out.I swiveled so I sat sideways on the toilet seat and could lean back against one wall,. Io, sottoeffetto degli ormoni, mi sentivo in uno stato particolare, di grazia e divirt?, pervasa da un sentimento di femminilit? profondissimo emeraviglioso. Anch'io ero innamorata follemente del mio uomo. Le sueparole: "Ti sento mia. Tu appartieni a me. Tu sei mia. Quando diventidonna, voglio essere io il tuo uomo, e voglio sostenerti in ogni passodella transizione. Essere il tuo solo uomo" avevano avuto un impatto forsepi? significativo di quello degli ormoni stessi. Sentivo la miafemminilit?. ’ ‘Ohmigod, $450,000. This is the end. I’m dead.’ ‘Silas, if I do my usual good job you will be pleading to your manufacturers for more product. Forget you are Jewish. Be a business man.’ ‘But Jewish men are businessmen.’ ‘Oh. That was just a wee slip Silas. Think of yourself as a tough dealing Texan.’ ‘Me, a wheeler, dealer from Dallas?’ ‘It stretches the imagination but yes, the sharp-shooter Silas from Dallas.’ Silas pondered. ‘But you had that huge failure with those black condoms.’ ‘True.