"I love you too. I think I have for a long time. I am learning to love myself; that takes a little longer..."Did I say I was on top of the world befor...? Forget that. This was the top of the world. I resisted the urge to tell her how easy she was to love. She was finding her own way and I loved seeing that happening.My birthday is in late November, and Dad let me have a big splash for my 18th on the day - a Saturday. The entire class and many additional friends were invited. For once we had food. . an hour?”“Yes that’ll be plenty of time to get back, shower and change. What about food, do you want me to call for a Chinese on the way back?”“Oooh, that’s a great idea. Don’t forget to take Sarah’s car-seat out before you leave.”That set the tone for the next couple of months. We’d go out two or three times in the week, almost always ending up back at my house for some intimate time together. Weekends were spent with Sarah, and more often than not, Poddy. Betty joined us a couple of times. I’d briefly contemplated a tie but felt it a bit much for a first time get together over drinks. I ordered Sapphire with a twist at the bar and sat. About 10 minutes later I saw Sarah enter the bar. She was a bit shorter than I’d expected, though in her stylish heels she probably came in at 5’8” or so. She was a petite woman - small breasts gave her the silhouette of a fashion model. The build of her frame in combination with her purposeful stride and well-muscled calves (the only part of her. “What do you mean” she asked back.“ I know that your real name is not Jackie” was my answer.“ And you know that how?” she questioned.“ Because its blatantly obvious that you have a wig and contacts on.”I said, “ and I recognize you even though you tried to hide it, your real first name is Megan isn’t?”“ Yeah, and if you know my first name than I am sure you know my last.” she replied finally surrendering the truth.“ Yes I do, Megan” I replied “ but I want to hear you tell me the truth.”“Okay,.