I understand your mother doesn't have a lot of money to spare. How do you think she would feel knowing you treat the clothes she has bought for you wi...th so little respect?”“I'm sorry Matron”. I picked up my discarded clothes and neatly folded them. I looked around for somewhere to put them and saw an old mahogany side board. I put them on the top of it, turned back to face Matron and took off my socks and then removed my trousers. At that precise moment Matron turned and looked at me, standing. "Look at the two young women at the bar.Look at the one on the right. Notice anything? Look at her legs and arms.Look at her adam's apple. Bill women don't have an adam's apple likethat. She is a man!"I was stunned. The transvestite looked a little nervous but the woman hewas with oozed confidence. He had a lot of something to come here dressedlike that but it wasn't "cohones" and he wasn't guts as "she" wassupermodel thin. The conversation drifted on. I cannot remember much of what was. After she finished up, she went back to bed.The next morning she had woken up later than usual and to her surprise, her dad was home. "Dad?" Mary said in some shock, he was sitting on the couch with a blanket over him, watching TV when he turned, "I'm not going to work today, that idiot pushed us too far yesterday." Her father said, Mary smiled, she was happy to see her dad taking it easy for once. "What you watching?" Mary asked as she went to the kitchen and started making coffee, "The end. The road widened and a large guard shack stood ahead near an open gate. A man in sports shirt waited in the middle of the road with a clipboard. Bill slowed and then stopped next to the man as he rolled down the driver’s side window. ‘Good afternoon sir and welcome back.’ The man with the clipboard said. ‘Good afternoon Tim, this is Jennifer, and I’ll vouch for her and arrange it at the main house.’ Bill said handing over his driver’s license and cell phone. Turning to Jennifer, he said,.