When He first told meabout what the girls had done to him when he was younger I foundout that I could sexually stimulate him by telling him I was goin...gto dress him up like a girl and it didn't take long before Irealized that I got excited with these little fantasies too. Butas time went on I noticed that Chris (and me too) did not become asexcited with them as he did at first. Being the tease that I am, Every now and then, after sex, Iwould make him stay dressed as he was. After a while. ”“I won’t ever lie to you. I never stopped loving you,and that’s why I left you.”“You left me because you loved me. Well, I’m glad youdidn’t hate me. Your love almost killed me.”“I couldn’t bear to hurt you. I knew how I was. Youdeserve better.”“I think you deserve better. Fanny, I still want youto marry me.”This is where she tells me to sleep on it and askagain. Well, I slept on it and asked again, but Iwanted. But mom never complained. In fact mom seemed to be more cheerful than she was back in our home. His behavior to mom wasn’t that great but she never complained as she had a great heart to understand people and their situations. She used to bathe him, dress him up, give him body massages as suggested by the doctors and even help him relieve himself. I would join in to assist her to take him to the bathroom. We would hold his arms and legs and shift him to a stretcher. She would then take him to. "Think about it, Polly. All his daddy's money... and when you get the itch to move on, guess what?" Divorce." Yasss, yasss, and alimony, baby," she chortled. "It can't hurt your career to be momentarily married to a great violent bullock of a football star... not with the TV coverage he's going to be getting in the fall... Monday Night Football, Howard Cosell, Frank Gifford..." Jesus! But I'd have to sleep with it!!" I cried, shaking my fists in her face.That seemed to take some of the wind out.