. Did I think that I could soften my voice, just a littlebit? Her customers were primarily handled by mail. Sometimes though,they'd call. Now I had...a 'nice' voice admittedly, but could I learn to bejust a bit more girlish? "A male selling lingerie? You know? . . ."When I said that I'd try, she said that she'd ask Bobbi to coach me athome. As I left, she thought of something else. If she was on the phoneand had to talk to me, it wouldn't sound right to call me Tommy, would it?Did I have a. Everyone was looking at me. Then Therese told how she had found me being fucked by three men and how Beth had helped her get over the impact of that. Debbie and Hannah looked at me disgustingly when my mother said "All the women in this family love sex. Even Anne was a filthy slut when she was younger and from her performance on the beach earlier still is." She started laughing along with my father, husband, Donal, Therese and Beth. Anne forced a smile knowing that not to do so would have. Had I passed them on the way? I hurried back toward home, not sure how I would explain my absence, but confident of thinking of something. Then I slowed and thought of another possibility. I recalled that Mike lived nearby and, on a whim, I drove slowly past his house. His car was in the drive. I turned off the lights and quietly parked the car across the street.With pounding heart, I probed the quiet house with wide eyes. The combined jealousy and sexual arousal had me hard in seconds. There. "It happens. I got over it. Had to leave school since I lost my scholarship, but I got a job in construction, worked my way up to site foreman. Good, honest work. You don’t need a piece of paper if you're willing to work hard. "Now, JT—our oldest boy—he's even better than I was. He set the school record for tackles last season and he's entering the draft this year. If he doesn't go in the first round, I'll eat my hat." "You don’t wear hats, dear," Judy said. Her smile and glance at Brody told.