Then I noticed a sale sign and started looking at the items, I picked up some more stuff and absent mindedly stuck the pencils in my back pocket of my... skin tight blue jeans. I have a bad habit of not bothering to get a cart to put stuff in. I never think I am going to need one.I checked out and left the store, I had gotten about two steps outside of the door and someone grabbed my shoulder. He was a big man with very powerful hands, he emanated authority with his sheer size, like the kind of. I sat on the case and refastened the clips. It was heavy as I lowered it to the floor. The next case had some unused coat wire hangers still in it and I shovelled the rest of her good clothing on top of them. Next came her drawers usually filled with undies, I had noticed lately she had been wearing skirts more than jeans and her undies drawer had only a half a dozen pair in it. I checked the dirty clothes basket, only one pair of thong panties and no bra. Therefore she hasn't been replacing. " Yes, but they have found a corpse; the general has been killed, and in all countries they call that a murder." A murder do you call it? why, there is nothing to prove that the general was murdered. People are found every day in the Seine, having thrown themselves in, or having been drowned from not knowing how to swim." Father, you know very well that the general was not a man to drown himself in despair, and people do not bathe in the Seine in the month of January. No, no, do not be. I'm doing my best atwork even though they treat me like an outcast. I've managed to havesome success in my new role and I'm leaving there with a smile on myface every night, so that's good. I've been coming home, dressing andthen just being myself. I've joined a transgendered dating site andcouple of others. Just trying to make some new friends or even find aclient or two if one is so inclined. I like it. Going out with thegirls this weekend. Not sure where yet, but it will be nice to.