‘What lady?’ Alarmed by Caroline’s tone, the boy simply stared at her. ‘Speak up, boy,’ the banker said. ‘What did this woman look like?�... ‘Yeller hair, sir,’ the boy said quickly. ‘With these curls, like, in it.’ He made circular motions on his forehead with the fingers of one hand. ‘Sarah,’ Caroline whispered. Her legs collapsed beneath her. ‘Michael.’ The boy evidently recognized the name. ‘Michael,’ he said. ‘She said there were nothin’ wrong with Michael, mum. It’s the other lady.’ ‘Lucy?’. “It’s my wedding present to you.”A little more than 12 hours later, Stella stood next to four other bridesmaids as my wife and I got married. She had given me a knowing wink as I walked down aisle and at the reception whispered in my ear that that was our last fuck.And I believed her. She probably believed it, too, although only two weeks after my honeymoon, Stella and I were back in bed again. And my wife never knew I had, and continue to have, sex with her friend.But that was several years. Peter had a car, and he spent some time practising driving while wearingheels, although otherwise dressed as himself. And so, just a monthafter our first, hesitant conversation, we arranged an evening out. Iasked Polly to join us, thinking that perhaps there was strength innumbers, and ? once I had explained the situation (Peter had asked me tokeep his transformation private, and we had been remarkably successfulin doing so) and she had overcome her initial surprise ? she agreed tocome with. "She takes a breath and smiles at that for a moment, "How have you been?Did Ohio recover from my previous visit?" Oh, if I remember, I think Colt Banner is divorced, he's probablyavailable. I could hook you two back up, if you'd like."She laughs at that, "No thanks, as bad as Geoff turned out to be, he'sstill probably better than some red-necked farm boy." Oh, I don't know, he'd probably worship you if you told him who youare." And still be out drinking every Friday night." Well, that's.