Bethany made sure I was taken care of. My futa-daughter was sometimes like my mother.“Hey, yes, President Woodward is holding for King Njam,” Leah...said into her phone. All our phones were synced up with the computers. She could put the video conference through to my screen with a tap of a button.“What’s the problem in the UAE?” I asked as I waited.Rebecca sat down on the edge of my desk. “What else? Fundamentalist have grabbed a pair of our sisters who went over there as brides.”My stomach. When the water began to cool I finally dragged my self out of the tub.I dried myself off and wrapped my hair in a towel turban that restedatop my head. I loved what I saw in the mirror, the towel turbanlooked so utterly feminine, and with my towel wrapped around my bustlike a woman I looked like a sweet young thing after the bath. Islipped into my wife's pink terry robe that hung on the back of thedoor (she must have missed it!). I dug in the drawer to find thevolume attachment for my hair. More

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