Me: Hello Ken (name changed), good to meet you.He: Thanks for responding. You look beautiful in those dresses.Me: Thank you.He: I am free tomorrow, ca... you meet?Me: I’m afraid to meet strangers.He: Ok, at least share your contact details to get to know each other.Me: Ok.I shared my number. We spoke on the phone and got to know each other well. After a month, we decided to meet at Ken’s place at the weekend. But he wanted me dressed as a girl, and I didn’t have any stuff. He was very kind, and. I took another sip. This one was a little bigger, and I felt that delicious burn again. I decided that the burn of that in my stomach felt almost like the warmth of his sperm in my belly.“Are you willing to talk about this without yelling and screaming?” he asked.My gut tried to go cold, but the Scotch wouldn’t let it.I nodded.“Such a marriage would upset a lot of people,” he said.“My parents,” I admitted.“And many, many others. There is a significant age difference involved.”“That doesn’t. He has had a rough patch. He is a special guy and you will be a lucky gal if you can work it out." Hey, I thought your parents and sister were coming?" I asked. "I would like to meet them."Angie put on a good front."They can't today, maybe next week."I felt bad for her. I don't understand parents that don't support their children when things get rough.The voices in the kitchen returned to a normal volume, so we said our goodbyes to Angie. When we got on the porch Kara asked, "Where do you want. My name is Heather, Heather Harlowe.’ She thrust out her hand and I shook it eagerly.’ ‘Welcome Heather Harlowe. I take it that you are new?’ I couldn’t for the life of me to think of anything suave or catchy to say.’ ‘You were out of town all last week. I assume that you haven’t checked your e-mail yet. I graduated in January from UT and have spent the last two months at the corporate office going through their engineering and management training programs. They transferred me here last week..