As she neared the door she noticed her new neighbor, who she had not yet met, standing in the garden. Without saying a word she dipped her head and he...aded indoors. In the dim light of her room Anna began throwing numerous amounts of dresses onto her bed. Long ones, short ones, black ones, white ones. She looked over at the clock. "Great, one hour to get ready and I can't find anything that is comfortable enough. This is another job in itself. What ever happened to just relaxing?" Anna moved. "Phil, she said the world would be a better place with more women and thatthe only downside to her research might be that not enough people get thebenefit of it. I mean, I'm telling you, this has bad implications to Octaand our shareholders if this research ends up in the world," he had toldthe CEO.Krause thought he was probably right, but he also saw the potential incontrolling a process that could turn male to female. More particularly,he knew Delta would see the potential and so he informed. And I had little time to waste on deep introspection. I loved Donna. Whenever I closed my eyes, I could see her lying in my arms after prom with her breast daringly exposed, knowing I wouldn't touch her sexually because I'd promised. That memory still gave me an erection. But did I see her as eventually becoming my cónyuge? Bearing my children? No. Neither of us ever had. Still, she would always be very special to me.We had a party to plan. Roslyn Knightly would be arriving with a videographer. . better than me ... but he has two hands, I have only one.A return visit to the Emporium and a unquick search of the premises disclosed a clamp on drill boring rig. Van Norman read the black riveted tag with white letters on the dusty red dirty bulky 110v motor. There was a dusty red tin box with assorted oilpaper wrapped shiny metal parts under the hinged lid that proclaimed, MotorcyclE on the blackened brass tag riveted in the top center.(M E Just like that ... in caps.)In my solitary.