It was all make believe.”“Not all of it, Mick. Diana really cares for you.”“What about you? I seem to recall us telling each other that we lov...ed each other.”“Yeah, I felt bad about that.”“Why? Because it wasn’t the truth?”“No, because it was, and I felt like I was betraying a friend.”“Well, that is no problem now. Let’s go to The Glade or the pond.”After badly masking the shocked look on her face after what I said, Jos sat back in the chair.“The pond. I feel like people watching today,” she. Stewart, this is Sergeant Thomas, he will take you to the barracks so you can work out," she told me. "When you're done, he will bring you back and I'll arrange for some sightseeing activities while you wait for Prince Andrew and Lady Trenton." Sounds good, Miss Jones, thank you," I said. "Sergeant Thomas, it's nice to meet you." Mr. Stewart, the pleasure is mine," he stated diplomatically. "Shall we head out?" I should change first, don't you think?" I asked."I'll provide you with some workout. ..", and we head into the thicket.It's a bit overgrown, and we have to push through, I hold back some of the thornier branches for you, and eventually we break into a small clearing, with some luscious grass below and blue sky above. You look at me with a twinkle in your eye, as something deep within you starts to stir. You say, "Let's just sit here for a bit, and see if they come and find us."We sit together, quiet, listening, but there's no sound apart from the sounds of nature. You lean. .. necessarily. Just satisfy his appetites to the point that, well, the point that he'll be amenable to our request, our request for increased funding this year." You're asking me to... transfeminize myself, then perform acts... intimate acts with this, this Edgard Moneybags fellow? You want me to prostitute myself" just because the school is short of money?"No, Frank, not just for that... but because you owe me one."He owed Mannie Hawkins more than one. Much more -- his career, his position at.