"The women here have so little control over what they do that something like this is magnified. Look, I sifted through the database. I know suicides a...nd overdoses are rampant. I've read biographies and I've even chatted online with performers. It's too simplistic to say that this Rabbit Hole is solely responsible for the deaths. It helped it along; I don't discount that. But this is a lonely business. That's one thing that every female I chatted with made clear. It is a business where. . a little."I continued, "The poor guy probably doesn't get much action. I guess I can't blame him for staring."Anna slapped me playfully on the shoulder. "Pervert." she said, jokingly.A few weeks went by and nothing more was said of Bobs leering. We had run into him a handful of times and each time he was friendly and welcoming. He even offered to help me pave our driveway coming up, which I accepted.Things took a strange and erotic turn when Bob accidentally caught a glimpse of Anna, in a. That made him smile.Music played as they waited. It had been selected by the other Frank. As usual he had selected just the right music for the occasion even though it was not traditional. At least it wasn't until it changed to the Wedding March.Everyone turned to the back of the room. There they saw a little girl about five years old, in a blue dress, holding a basket. As she started down the aisle she reached in the basket and pulled out some rose petals which she then dropped along the way.. "Ms. Martin," Terri inquired, "you said that after I am trained to be afemale, I would have a job. Is that true?" Honey, once you can become feminine, I am assured you have a jobwaiting. And by feminine, I mean your mental, not physical, state. Yousaid before you enjoyed sewing, am I correct? I just want to be sure."He thought back to what he said previously. How he enjoyed it until hisfather interceded with, "I will not have my son do such sissy crap, andif I find you doing this again, I will.