Looking at his phone, he saw on the call log that his wife had already called him five times. Not yet, he thought trying to steady himself, not yet.Th...ere was a brisk knock on the conference room door. As Kit opened it, she immediately recognized the three individuals standing in front of her. The first was a well-dressed elderly man named Simon Samuels, the Vice President and head of this branch.Behind him stood the imposing presence of John Davis, Director of Human Resources. Kit couldn't miss. The hours-long event would offer plenty of opportunities to assuage Commodore Howell’s concerns and even bring him on board.Since the evening promised something different than the usual replicator fare at a dining hall, Howell accepted. Howell knew Hiro was trying to make up for the trouble he was somehow causing, and that rejecting the offer would be seen as an insult.“Honorable Commodore, you honor our humble home with your presence,” Hiro said in greeting as Howell arrived at the door. The. I started to feel excited inside my head and my pants.I grabbed her by the hair and told her to take off her shirt and bra. She slowly removed the workers shirt she was wearing and looked at me with pathetic eyes waiting for me to change my mind. I slapped her again and told her to continue taking off her clothes. She cried out and slowly reached behind her for her bra clasp/ she fumble for a while and I finally got mad and grabbed a knife from the counter and held it over my head she looked up. I think it?s long overdue." Oh. Okay." Tara sat at the table across from me."This charade has to end," I said. "Tara, I?m not a transvestite." Of course not," Tara said. "You?re transgender. You?re a woman" Please listen. I?ve never been a cross-dresser. I ...I was having anaffair when you found the bra, and I lied. I kept lying because...Ididn?t want to lose you."Tara looked at me. She shook her head."So what you?re telling me is that you fucked some skank, and then youlied about it," Tara.