"I complied with these instructions and stood before my father, noticing the half-empty whiskey decanter on his desk."I have a special present for you..., Ted," my father said and took a large sip of his drink, then another. "It is actually a present for your penis," he added nonchalantly.I was shocked to hear him say such a thing but could tell by the lustful glint in his eyes that he was dead serious. The penis he mentioned immediately responded and rose to full mast in an instant. "I can see. No charge”“what? Are you sure?”“Yes, you take, you enjoy it” he smiled “enjoy them”With that he slipped the gem into my hand and ushered me out the shop and I decided to take the win. So, I went home.I studied the gem closely that night and noticed a strange imperfection in the middle I also realised this was a real Ruby and worth a fortune I began too feel guilty so I decided to return it on my way into work the next morning.The following morning, I stood on the street slack jawed and confused. The edge of the computer desk balanced my weight and I leaned down to pick up the black t-shirt I had worn yesterday and tossed it over my chest. I could smell Serenity, and it made me smile. The smile quickly faded away as I thought back to the girl who still thinks I'm her boyfriend. What kind of person am I? I walked fast but casually towards the kitchen and was surprised to see my sister sitting on one of the two stools that rested near the kitchen counter. She looked over her shoulder to. I nodded to tell him I was sure but he saw the doubt in my eyes. He then told me to be released from the hospital I would have to start therapy both individual and group. I told him I was in the rape support group. This seemed to surprise him and he asked me if I felt I was benefitting from it. I told him I wasn’t sure. He then asked me had I been speaking and participating in group. I told him I hadn’t yet. He told me that sooner or later I needed to try. I nodded. The nurses changed.