" Can I ask a question that's been bothering me a lot?" Of course." Could what I did have contributed to his death?" Of course not, honey! Oh, you po...or thing...no, he was diagnosed withcancer shortly before all that happened, and he chose to keep it fromyou and your brothers as long as possible. He was a very proud man, andhe didn't want anyone feeling sorry for him. I suppose that's why hewas so humiliated when you turned yourself into a woman...but in answerto your question, he never hated. He scurried out to the front room and punched a random cycle of Bob James, Kenny G, and Chuck Mangione. It took him several trips to bring the wine and food into the front room and place them on the coffee table, but eventually all of the ladies had found a comfortable seat. Rose and Jackie had made room for him on the Sofa. Carrie found a perch in Lucy’s stuffed oak glider. Judith sprawled into his leather recliner. They each had a drink. They each seemed comfortable and content. He felt good. I was nervous but excited. He asked me for my number and where I live and I told him. As I left he told me he would see me tomorrow. The next day I hear a knock on the door at about 1:00PM. I open the door to find it's him. "Hello, cocksucker," he said. I couldn't believe he said that in the hall! I nervously motioned him in. He walked in. "Get on your knees, cocksucker! It's time for you to swallow my dick again!" he said loudly. I cringed and whispered, "Don't say it so loud! My nieghbors. ” I decided. I was almost ready to force them to take me there. I hated the counter thoughts shearing against each other. I grimaced.“We do.” Vanessa told me. “But you’re up for more than a tongue depressor and a band-aid.”I climbed in the back with Vanessa. The red morning sun bathed her skin as I slipped the thin Hawaiian shirt off of her shoulders. I left the bikini on her tits. She acquiesced as I lowered her mouth down onto me.There, that’s where you belong.It’s amazing the difference from.