What does she look like? Well she’s a runner so she’s skinny. Wiry, might be a better description for her. There is a lot of muscle tone on her le...gs and she’s not lacking in the womanly curves, they’re just…honed down to fit her passion for the pace. At the moment she’s about a half-mile in front of me. This long straight country road gets little traffic so we’re alone for the most part. I wonder about her. I mean she runs all the time. Is she a marathon runner? She’s got the body and pace for. Someone standing somewhere behind Tom and out of his field of vision had called his name giving him just the tiniest of frights. That tiny little fright made Tom miss-cue by just the slightest degree but that was enough to send the white ball off at the wrong angle. The white ball then transferred its energy of motion to the black ball but also at the wrong angle and both balls went bouncing around the table with neither one finding its way into any one of the side pockets.“SHIT!” said Tom. " But there's more, right?" Yes. I sensed your loneliness ... your emptiness ... you were an empty vessel."Dee smiled, "A vessel that needed to be filled."I laughed and kissed Dee quickly on the lips and her lips and eyes smiled back at me."Yes, and Josh filled you physically and emotionally. Soon, I will fill your mind with a new purpose," clarified Beth."To be with him, you and the others ... for the enrichment of our mutual joy, right?" she asked."Exactly," said Beth.Dee smiled. "And now we. However, please feel free to come to yourown conclusions, or endings, as you wish to see, in my stories. Iemphasize YOU.Everyone is different. I may pick up where I left off, in another phase,at a later date, these stories I concoct in my mind.I am a TV! and not a TG.I know some of you may be different than me.I love women, and I aspire to be,As lovely as they, in my own special wayWe all agree, that femme is best!Or why would we be here, reading these texts?You may like men, or you may like.