Then the whole quiet contemplation look and the would you like to waive your right to a lawyer question, followed by more silence.I told him to charge...me or release me. He then flipped to the page in the file and began to read off the charges. Willingly and knowingly entering a country without a valid entry or exit stamp, aiding and abetting a suspected terrorist organization and international gun smuggler, (Quist's operation), inciting civil disorder (?), violation of several State department. What is up with me lately? I've been checking the packing on the guys and imagining what they'd look like with breasts or what a skirt would look like with a tent-pole projecting forward.I feel a tightness in my groin, my scrotum's gotten smaller recently; sort of holding my balls tight in their cavity, like it would if it were cold. I'll have to slip to the bathroom later and check. I think it looks way cool, having a cock above that tight smoothness. Somehow I know this is a continuing. The love a women’s heart desires, but you turn out to be the same. Why? Why does this happen to me? Is it because I am a prostitute? You know I have to do it just for your future. Our future! I have no interest in sleeping with other men, but situations forces me to. But you…why did you try cheating on me”She kept weeping. The tears were coming not from the eyes but from the heart. I replied “mom, if there is anyone I love the most in this world, its you. I cannot live without you. There’s no. ”“You're right.” Abbey averted her eyes. “So… you're not seeing anyone at the moment? Outside of clients?”Will cocked his head to draw her gaze back to him. “I am currently and completely unattached.”“Still searching for the right woman? Or man? Or whomever?”He swallowed a bite of Eggs Benedict. “The search has ended.”“You’ve found them?”He took another bite. “Mmhmm.”“But you're not with them?”“Nope. They are unavailable.”Abbey was struck by this declaration. “Unavailable to you? How?”“You're.