"Yeah, she would have," he said. "You've ridden around this area long enough to know what's up, Trey. Have you ever heard of a guy they call the King ...of Hearts?" Yeah," said Trey. "He was the best rider, the best fighter, the president of the club and all of that shit. He just disappeared, right?" Not exactly," said Marcus. "Anyway, Christina here was his old lady. She's been through more shit than you can shake a stick at. And if it came down to it, she really would have shot you. And she'd. I get a little scared of myself, it's so good and so... unexpected. Sometimes, hon, it's so much of a strain on me. Really. It's not always so easy to let you know that about me. I am a terrible sinner when I'm nekkid with you." Really? After all we've done?" Yes." She suddenly and playfully hid her eyes with one hand. "Oh, I can't believe this. Why am I so embarrassed? It's like telling you about my time of the month. It's so silly."I paused. "Is that the secret that you wanted to tell me. It was hard to believe that in less than two weeks, I had embraced my new life as a woman. Peter has told me that at the end of next week, I could expect to menstruate. That is the scariest thing that I have yet faced, and I'm dreading the start of the new week. Carol was upset that I was going out with Peter, so before Peter arrived, I chained her to her bed in the 'secret' bedroom. She was dressed, as she had been last weekend, with a corset and the leather sheath dress. The vibrator was in. She hadn’t mentioned anything about what she had learned. Of course, that didn’t surprise Sally, as Betsy tended to be a little scatterbrained about some things.“I improved almost all of my times by about ten percent.”Even Sally knew that Olympic records changed by fractions of a second up to a few seconds. They didn’t get ten percent lopped off of them.“That’s amazing.”“Last weekend, I beat my records by fifteen percent,” Betsy said.“Are you sure you measured it correctly?” Sally asked.That.