There where a few paintings on the walls, a television over by a couple of couches, and a computer in one of the corners, but thats not what was occup...ying my attention. No what was drawing my attention was J.C., standing some 10 feet away at the foot of the stairs wrapped up in nothing but a bath towel and dripping wet as if she had just come from the shower. The bath towel seemed far too short for her, just barely covering half of her sumptuous b-cup breasts and only just barely reaching her. Her mom tried to get back to work but fell into a deep depression and began drinking. this of course led to further disappointments with other job situations. Nadine spent some time with her aunt Sally (not her real name) and her cousin Carol (also not her real name). during the week she would be with her mom and trying to finish school despite her limitations and several weekends a month she would go to aunt Sally. her sisters who were older had a more easier time since there was no disability. It took me an endless time to take off my clothes, make-up, wig and give me a male semblance wearing an acetate suit. My brain was completely gone, I was looking in the maze of the mind for a possible explanation of what she had seen, maybe looking for an excuse to blame her since she had kept me in forced abstinence for months, I was sweating as if I had run ten kilometers, I wanted to die instantly I went to the shower to remove the sweat and the abundant feminine scent that I had sprayed and. .. hell even like me. It's lonely, and I don't want to live like that anymore. I love Jahn, and I can't think of anyone I'd rather share him with than you." Holding up her hand, eyes filled with determination, she slid the ring onto her finger.Desperately, Jahn reached out with, "We've made it this far, Fiona, past family and the obstacles that matter. The rest is love and commitment. Am I wrong? Don't you feel the same? Or is living like that too much to deal with? I want to think that I've.