When she took a look in my direction, I guessed my grin gave me away."You are soooo bad. You are so going to pay for that, buster!" Oh, I certainly ho...pe so!"She murmured something unintelligible, but now I was sure that there was definitely some scent present. I was on my best behavior when I escorted her into my home. I opened the doors, carried her bag inside, and got her to sit in the living room.I opened some sparkling wine I had waiting inside the fridge. I was sure that my new friends had. Taking a leave of absence from the service was not possible as she knew she would be staying in Spencer because someone needed to take care of her father and her younger brother who had Downs-syndrome.Joe kept in touch with Carla initially fairly often but over the years the contacts with her were reduced to a once a year Christmas card which contained short notes bringing the other up to date on the happenings in their lives. One of Carla's cards informed Joe of her marriage and the Davis name. This strategy only worked whenhe was busy. As soon as he relaxed they came back. The urges soon beganto dominate his thoughts and he knew he needed an outlet. Bill first came up with the idea when he read a magazine article abouttranssexual sex workers and where hey worked. He figured that this wouldbe a safe way of giving in to his urges to dress. He rationalized it wassafer to drive an hour into the city and meet with a transgenderedprostitute who he would pay to dress him. Money was not an. .. Shannon! Finally I remembered, whatever else this was, it was a dream. A very strange dream, but still a dream, this was my world damn it! With a thought I shrugged the weight off and surged to my feet. Light flared out from me and the darkness vanished. Well, most of it anyway. Before me, crouched and ready to spring was ... something. If Walter's shadow did a Peter Pan and ran away I guess this is what it might look like. Behind it, Shannon lay asleep on the grass, flowers in her hair and.