The passenger train was much more modern than the Union Pacific train I had boarded at the train station in Iowa after a transcontinental transit of t...he entire central portion of the lower forty-eight. I had noticed at the station that there were an assortment of railroad train services going to every nook and cranny of the entire east coast. I had selected the Union Pacific one because it was a slightly cheaper ticket and I was familiar with the design of the passenger car.There was no. He takes good care of us and provides for the family.” “that’s great,” I said. “yes, it’s great,” she replied, “but it’s not enough. I thought that Sameer would give us everything that we needed, and at first, that seemed to be the case. Five years down the road, I realize that he only provides stability.” “isn’t stability a good thing?” “stability doesn’t give me screaming orgasms, Adam. Pardon me for being so blunt. I need more excitement in my life. Sure, we have sex, but it’s quite plain. I. Sex when you're stoned is one of life's pleasures to be discovered by accident!Eventually, I put my spliff out & let myself in. I could hear her in the bedroom & I shouted up hi. I walked into the bedroom & saw that she was wrapped up in a dressing gown. She looked at me & smiled in a shy way. We had just started to get on well again after the few months of fights & sadness.She was looking around the bedroom & I could tell she was not sure what to do with herself. She looked at me again.. What?? Becca asks with a warm grin. ?An ordinary girl whojust happens to fancy people of the same gender?? I bite my lip as Ifeel a tear form in the corner of my eye. Even though I?ve known Beccafor three years, and she is obviously perfectly comfortable in thecompany of transgendered people, it always warms my heart to be remindedof just how accepted ?Stephanie? is by my friends.?Thanks,? I whisper, taking a couple of deep breaths to compose myself.?And YOU are not allowed to think about.