Everything you are, everything you become, are shaped and molded by the people dear to you. A few may be shaped by people not so dear, but still have ...n impact.’ ‘That being said, relationships can take on many forms with many people. The standard for us, of course, is the husband/wife/child relationship.’ ‘But what if you want something different? What if the standard just doesn’t work for you? Do you give up? Or do you forge a new style of relationship, something that brings you peace,. .. I... I don't know..." my father stammers."It's a simple question, Gerald," she repeats less friendly. "Are you alady or are you a handmaiden?" I guess in this case, I would say I'm a lady," my father replies, barelyaudibly."Ah, yes," Cybill replies. "But today, a woman has to be a bit of both,doesn't she?"For a moment, they exchange silent glances, then my father starts pickingup the dirty dishes, making great efforts to not to look any of us in theeyes."That was very forward of you, I must. Unfortunately, I made one last mistake at work before we truly figured things out. Here is the story of my last bad decision. I was in a really crazy place mentally at the time. I always have a very high sex drive for a woman. For anyone in fact. I liked to flirt and discuss (in way too personal detail) sex with male coworkers far too much. I was kind of addicted to the reactions I could trigger in them. Nothing turned me on more than knowing that a guy's dick was growing in his pants because. Their peopleand our people have signed the building off and it's empty. Areyou ready, Miss Grey?' I nodded dumbly. 'You don't have to do this if you don't wish,' he suddenly saidand I smiled at him gratefully, 'but I guarantee your safety.' 'Liz,' Angela called from the car and I turned back. 'Thankyou,' she said simply with a sad smile and I wondered why shewas unhappy. Our footsteps echoed through the empty building as we walkedover the hard floors. We were in a long room, similar to.