"Do you know what the test is?" she asked me, as if nothing out of theordinary had just been going on."No," I replied defeated."It's really clever," s...he quipped, "They make him live as a woman for aset period of time, like a year or so. This is what I'm going to do withyou. You will live as a woman for a year, and then, if you're certainit's not what you want, you can go back to being a man."Although still too shocked to speak, I was relieved that at least shedid not have the worst planned for. I had so many things I wanted to discuss with both girls, and hand gestures were not going to do it.At the hide site I spread the maps out. We used the trailer of the jeep from team 2 as a table because it had a plywood top. This was going to be the most complicated mission we had done yet. There were five nets to be targeted to one extent or another, and we would be using two teams active, and one in motion. I was going to start with team 1 and two active. Team one would drop after about five. That evening I sat down and composed a long email in which I explained all my feelings, the betrayal, the sickness in my stomach and how I hated her and myself for letting it happen, I reminded her how I had accepted the initial blame for the start of her affair with Jerry and how I could have let that go and started afresh but although I still loved her with a passion I could not see us getting on the right road again, I ended the email by reminding her that she was strong enough to get her. She was right of course. My first mistake was that I’d underestimated her. Alison Hunter wasn’t like the women I normally conned. If I’d done just a small amount of homework, I would have known this. She didn’t care about society finding out about her fucking a girls young enough to be her daughter, that she abused their bodies, tortured them, teased them, held them on that glorious precipice between pleasure and pain for as long as it amused her. She didn’t care because they already knew, but.