The thing that made me most interested though was the fact that all these people didn't really regret their decision to do these things. In some ways ...they were revelling in the ability to tell the world exactly what they did without the fear of being caught out, bragging almost. The other thing that surprised me was just how much it turned me on to read some of the things they had done. I was really intrigued by it because I have my own story to tell but I never thought I would be sharing it. .." I sigh sadly. "I kinda, kinda have a prior engagement. With mycounsellor, you know..." Oh, that sucks," Adeola says, before her eyes light up once again."Dinner tonight?" Sure!" I say, making Becca and Adeola giggle happily. "Got anywherespecial in mind?" Just Chez Benedict, I'm afraid," Adeola laughs."I hear they do AMAZING takeout Chinese food," Becca giggles. "See youthere at 6?" You got it!" I giggle, before pulling my dress and boots back on andheading out to a waiting taxi. Twenty. Monday MorningAdam arrived bright and early for his ’interview’ on Monday morning, wearing a short pink top over a heavily padded bra, a short pink skirt, matching tights and those lovely white shoes.He stood meekly at the reception desk, averting his eyes from the constant stream of health workers, some of whom paused to check him out: “come up to my office later, little girl” said one man “it’s on the top floor - just ask for Master James”.Adam assumed he had misheard ‘Mister’; looking up. She was taller than average, just shy of six feet. She had a commanding presence and hit a golf ball straighter and farther than most men. She was actually quite attractive and made no effort to hide her body. She could be very tough when she needed to be in a very male business. She didn’t flirt on the job and while always openly friendly, had a no nonsense reputation and an icy stare when she needed it. She had spent three years as a Marine Corps logistician before coming to Global. She had.