Parsons questioned me about them -- mymasturbation fantasies. I had to tell her I could now tolerate theidea of touching a man, even kissing one on t...e cheek, withoutpleasure. I still vastly preferred sex with women. Of beingsubmissive with women. I'd dream of women sitting on my face. Mrs. Parsons heard me out and commented in a kindly way, "That'snice, dear. That all sounds natural. But we should never depriveourselves. Dream about yourself as a woman sitting on a man'sface, to balance. The situation seemed worse than it was with Sadee, because I’d wanted Zoe to be mine, not physically, but mentally, whole-heartedly since 7th grade, more-so than even Maddie, who I just seemed to picture as more of a physical relationship. Lunch finished way faster than I wanted it to, and classes once more began. They seemed to roll by faster, now that I wasn’t waiting for time to talk with Zoe, but they were still slow, since now I had to confront Maddie, since speaking about such things. Shock registered on the brute's face upon hearing his master's command, then he ran over to the cage and peered through the bars."G-G-Gina? Is Gina hurt?" he asked incredulously, entering the cage and kneeling beside the dead primate. He put his clumsy over-sized hand on her face and turned it gently towards him until he could see the blank, open eyes staring up at him."Gina... ? Gina girl, what's wrong?" He didn't seem to comprehend that she was dead, and continued to mumble pleading sounds to. "Seems they were kind of close as children and he never approved of her marrying Pop. Once he found out that we were tight together he threatened her with something, but I don't know why she's afraid of him." Maybe you should ask her about it," Gloria concluded. "I mean, we can't go any further with this until you do. For now, I suggest we forget the whole thing and go into the living room. I have a surprise for all of you."The confused foursome trooped into the living room and waited for.