I couldn’t get the door open as it was a sensor thing and no handles.“It’s a trick” Ann Marie knew where to push this panel. I was bursting du...e to high altitudes and for love or money could not get my zipper undone. It was jammed and I was about to piss my pants.“Ann Marie help me I’m not lying my zipper is stuck and I’m bursting Help?”She comes right in and let’s say the room size wasn’t fun and it barely took me, let alone a busty lady.“Jack you aren’t lying the thing is stuck I can just. My rich bitch granny diedwhen I was a real small kid and I didn't find that out till I wassixteen. When my dear old mom got knocked up by a major stoner andgranny bought me an Education Trust Policy.My stoner dad had a wreck taking mom to the hospital to have me. Thewreck killed my dad instantly and mom died after having me. Dear oldgranny didn't want anything to do with me I don't think she ever saw me.I was raised in the foster system. I lived in twelve homes in for all ofmy eighteen years.. He didn'twant to worry about anyone dropping in on him whilst he was at homedressed as Michele, the name that he had selected for his en-femmepersona. He went to the better opportunity and second hand clothingshops and bought a selection of quality skirts, blouses and suits. Hehad no compunction in telling the sales ladies that he was shopping forhimself if they got nosey and asked. Some tisked and tutted, but mostwere actually helpful. He bought a large selection of makeup, lingerieand. For a long time, before we found our Louisiana and Sanibel Island groups, it looked like women were going to be extremely rare. Emily and I were the only women in our group. We had nine people in the group, then -- seven males and two females. I am past childbearing age, in all likelihood. That meant that, for awhile, Emily was the only woman we had who was likely to be fertile. I know Emily and I, on our way down here from Chicago, discussed that fact quite a lot."I wondered then, and I wonder.