" Tommy, listen to me. Being gay doesn't have to define who you are. You have many more defining qualities than just being gay. You're my friend, alwa...s. Even if you were a serial killer, you would still be my friend. Okay, so you're gay. That's not who you are. You are a smart, kind, caring man who just happens to be a pervert in his bedroom."Tom stared at me open mouthed and then roared laughing. I joined him and we laughed till tears were running down our cheeks. I passed him a napkin as I. ”They had been at it for an hour, when Epus nodded as he felt Zeus, plus all his brothers and sisters appear. They were a predetermined distance apart, around almost three sides. A moment later he felt Aphrodite and her sisters appear beside them also a certain distance apart.Well, Ephus thought most of it is there, then nodded when Apate and her brother appeared filling in the rest of the holes. He then nodded his head almost all the holes, then smiled when he felt Eris slide into the last. After wiping I lowered my dress and walked back out to wash my hands. They were still there and one of them had balls enough to ask me, "Where did Curtis dig you up from?" "Fuck you bitch!" I retorted. "Who the fuck do you think you are to question Curtis' choice of women? Just for being such a bitch, I'm going to fuck your husband so good he'll throw you and your dried up cunt onto the street!" I then turned and left to return back to Curtis at the table. I told him of the bathroom incident.. As bad as her situation seemed back then, the seventeen year old had it a lot better than the last two girls in town who found themselves in the same predicament. Whitney loved the father of her child, and he loved her. Stephen Pennington had been her very best friend practically since kindergarten. No one even raised an eyebrow when they rushed to the altar.What followed were three plus decades of married life that saw two more children added to the fold. It was an almost perfect life, one.