Icalled her a stupid bitch and made lick my dick clean then fed her, her own vomit fromthe carpet, by holding her face down in it. i stood up to admir...e the sight, i thought she still crying so i gave her something to cry over, i kicked her in the side, she tried to crawl away and just cornered herself, and in that corner i beat her till she got the message to stop crying. i was carful not to touch her face,i didnt want that ruined. i grabbed her ankles and draggedher into the middle of the room. I got the day wrong. I thought that Amy was still here and that you'd be home tomorrow. I'm such an idiot. Crap. I even brought a bottle of wine to share with her." She held up the bag in her hand, feeling like a fool. Were her legs shaking? Maybe she should just make a break for it and run.Greg stood there for a moment looking at her. He gathered his wits. He took a deep breath. He smiled. "Well, we can't let a good bottle of wine go to waste, can we? Come in out of the cold." Megan smiled. Then I believed. Under his trousers he'd been wearingstockings, suspenders and lacy panties. "I'm a transvestite," he saidand waited for me to react."I can see that," I laughed."Please don't laugh," he whined. "I'm still the same person. I likeyou a great deal. In fact, I think I love you. I want to do anythingto please you. I was going to ask you to marry me." And when were you planning to tell me about this?" I asked."I don't know," he said. "But don't you see, it only makes thingsbetter. You. I have serious doubts about getting a bad meal in San Francisco. But of course I do have my favorites. Aliotto's is my all time favorite. They serve great seafood, have a beautiful view of the bay, and across the street is another favorite; the Boudin Bakery, which serves up steaming clam chowder in sourdough bread bowls. Bit we can't eat all day and night, we'll explode," he was looking at her and Rosa felt herself blush like a young girl."What?" She said with a shy smile.'You're beautiful,".