.. one morning, I literally found myself getting out of bed on my hands and knees before I worked out what was wrong. It’s the strangest thing - it�...��s not something I want, and if I knew how to get rid of it I would.It’s just something that ... yeah, something that feels right.Like you know transgendered people? I’m not comparing my thing to that, of course, but ... well, let’s just say I have a newfound appreciation for them. I’m sure that if they could, they’d push a button and be comfortable. You set me free, and for that, I am eternally thankful.” He looked at me then, his bloodshot eyes full of tears. “And you have torn that all from me. All the love I’ve made has turned to hate, and those I once thought of as family now wish me to die. How long have you been grooming me for this fate, Adrianna?” “I never wanted this.” “But you have it!” He spat, his voice tight with panic, “The sacrificial lamb to save the Highlands from itself! I loved Alexa like she was my sister, and you. I reassured him that everything was okay, and that my wife was fine. We talked about the blindfold game, and he hinted that he would have liked to stay longer and would have liked Sheila to take off at least one more piece of clothing, but she would only go so far, and that he admired Maryanne for going all the way. We dropped the subject as we pulled into the parking lot. At the end of the day we rode home together, and as he sometimes did, came in for a beer. Again, things were kind of. “James, can you get my pocketbook from the kitchen?” Vicky asked.“Uh — sure,” he responded. As he got up and began walking out of the room he turned around and was shocked to see his wife kissing Jamal. He knew they had kissed before, but it was the first time he had seen his wife kiss another man ... at least passionately ... and of course, never a black man. Even more incredible he saw Vicky open her thighs to Jamal’s hand.James was suddenly filled with conflicting emotions. On one hand he.