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"One of our daughters, Patrishia, was present when he, Sally, had his interview," the Countess pointed out as she handed me a photo of one of her maids. The young man in the photo was- "Excuse me Countess," I broke into her story with. "Is Sally a-" I stopped as I tried to think of a more polite way of asking my question.  "A third kind, intersexed?" she provided. "An O? A girl with a breaker? A boy with the curves?" she continued.  "Intersexed," I picked.  "Yes," she agreed before she held her hand out for the photo. I quickly gave it back.  "Patrishia was so impressed by his size, that she assigned him to wake up calls. I don't remember if that was before or after she took this photo," the Countess tried to recall. I had no problem remembering the photo that I just handed over. Even though Sally seemed to prefer being called he/him he was dressed in a maid's attire instea...

"So how long have you lived here?" I asked Kent as he took off from in front of my house. "Not long," Kent started. "Just three years. Give or take three months," he told me with a grin on his face. "Three years is 'not long'?" I asked him with a laugh. "Well, it doesn't feel like it's been that long until I think back," Kent answered. Less then five minutes later Kent was pulling up to a small house that had a detached garage that appeared to be about twenty feet from the residence. With my bag back over my shoulder, I followed Kent up the path and the little steps to stand behind him as he dropped his duffle and wedged the box between him and door as he unlocked the front door with its three locks. I'm sure he had at least two too many. This was a very safe neighborhood. "Do you want me to heat up the pizza?" Kent asked once he got the door open and was walking inside. I saw the kitchen from the doorway b...

I found myself catching up on Facebook posts, e-mails, and messages on the ride back home. I had my last fancy waffle before we checked out and I had never seen so many berries and cherries on one breakfast plate before. I loved it.  My phone was fully charged by the time we left our room so I was sure that it would last the whole ride back. I had a few texts from my friends and a colorful set from Cassy. I told her that she was more than welcome for the photo and that I was looking forward to seeing it in the frame she made for it. Her floating hearts kept me happy as I opened a game that I hadn't played since we left home.  "Want to get out and stretch your legs or use the bathroom?" Dad asked me. I looked up and saw as the car turned off the highway and drove towards a rest stop. The sign said that there was a gas station, a Wendy's, a subway, and a Taco Bell.  "Sure," I said as I fished around the seat for the power cord for my phone. I might as well cha...