I didn’t—and still don’t—understand how someone can spend hours staring at the same painting. As much as I enjoy art, I usually got bored afte...r a few seconds and begged my parents to move on.But that was then and this is now. As some of you may know, I have recently begun doing all the things I told myself I would one day do, only to put it off over and over again. As such, I decided the time had once again come for me to visit a museum. Because the non-erotic book series I’m currently working. When they started to dance, Michael fell down and Michelle tied to help him up. Two men came over and helped him up and walked with Michael and Michelle outside. They said they would get them a cab. Michelle remembered being thankful for their help. Just then a white van pulled up and the side door opened. Michelle could see some men sitting on the floor and that there were no back seats. Before she could say anything, the men pushed both Michael and Michelle into the van. The door shut, and. ........................................................As my wife was slowly feminizing me her habits changed as well.Sometimes she would call from work to tell me not to make dinner, shewould be eating out with friends. She seldom came home early afterdinner and seemed especially bitchy or aggressive when she did gethome. She always critisized any of the cleaning or other chores I haddone and seemed to take extra pleasure in punishing me on those nights.She seemed kind of far away when she. I mean, if I was sitting here at the table with all of us, I'd think this was some kind of fiction." I gotta agree with that," Dan said. "If we'ed been working together, we'd've been doing just like last time, running the roads and stuff. I would'nt've been hanging around the swimming pool..."Cindy giggled. "Yeah, hanging around the pool, scoping out babes."Tina looked at me. I know she could tell that Cindy was joking but she feigned a slight outrage. "Uh, Dan! You were at the pool to pick up.