"She brightened up at mention of food and I realized she had not eaten since the snack at the train station. The situation had demanded more attention... to sleep instead of food.I stopped at a small food market and purchased two bottles of my favorite Chianti knowing the likelihood of find it in any restaurant was slim to none. Besides, most places didn't care if you brought your own poison providing you paid the glass fee to dispense it. I found it most reassuring to have my own booze instead of. I whisper into the darkness, "Suck harder. I want you to leave your mark on me." I lean my head back offering my neck to him. His mouth sucks and I moan, feeling his fingers touching my lips, reminding me to be quiet. I suck his fingers into my mouth, tasting salt and butter but wanting to taste him.There's a noise behind us and we pull apart. The door to the lobby bangs open and a wedge of light illuminates the seats next to us but we remain cocooned in our darkness. He pulls me tight, playing. Her boyfriend attends another college across the state but she sends him photos of her all the time. The funny thing is that I took most of the really hot pictures she’s sent to him. She’s convinced him that she uses a timer and tripod. I think he forgets any doubts in his mind whenever he looks at the photos because they’re really hot. We pulled off the main road onto a red, iron-ore road into the deep woods. We bounced around on the rough road, once I even had to get out and remove a big. That's my name. I'mLucy.' She smiled.She did that, over the next few years. But she still couldn't sense hermother's thinking of that whole trans topic that was revolving aroundLucy's mind.Lucy began to feel scared. But she never dared anything more than justscratching on the surface of her mother's thinking.That's why Lucy's started to search the internet. She knew there wasthe possibility of transitioning and everything. She knew how thatworked. But she needed her parents for that. And.