Throw in a bitter ex and a doubly bitter date and the night had turned out just peachy. It was a bloody soap opera, she thought, almost laughing at th...e thought. It was too bad really, she had liked Keira, in the brief interaction she had with the woman. That was until she did a complete one eighty and adopted the title of Gabe’s ex. She had reminded her of herself years ago, entertaining and uninhibited. She was walking fast, trying to reach the car, eager to get back to her apartment, when. . it's ok... let me show yousomething." Her arm still wrapped around my shoulder, Melanie lead meover to the photo wall.Gesturing to the board with a faint sense of wonder in her voice, Melanieexplained, "These are all the special little bois that Daddy has broughthere before you for sissification. Your sissy-sisters, Bella."I gasped audibly, there had to be at least twenty photos on the wall, ifnot more. Row after row of girls with long pigtails, giant lip-fillers,messy top-buns, and every. I always try to touch her at the time of giving and taking money and cigarette, whenever I touch her sometime she gives a smile and sometime she give angry look. But I always try to touch her hands and I use to smoke in front of her shop by watching her, and she also watches me till I leave the place.All this looks and smiles continue 1 year, and one day she only asked my name, I told her my name and I asked her name and she said. by taking to her I come to know her husband is married with. Perhaps it was good to talk to someone else and get this thing off her mind for awhile, she rationalized to herself.Madame DuBois had immediately monopolized the conversation, but in a pleasant manner. She was from the south of France and told Jean many little stories and anecdotes about the area they were passing through that brightened her spirits perceptibly. She seemed to be an amazing woman. She was married to a wealthy art dealer in Paris and was going to Marseille to look at some.