But the next few months were difficult for both of us: courses, special study, the Art Gallery, and preparations. It turned out that the two days befo...e the wedding were impossible for dad's legal gent, so we made the appointment for the 20th. Our flights were for the 15th and the 29th yielding us two full weeks in Perth (of course the 16th and 23rd were Sundays; the 19th was the wedding; and the 24th, 25th and 26th were Christmas; but that still yielded enough family and friends time). I. I had commanded men in battle and I had killed the enemy. I had seen acres of horribly mutilated bodies at the Crater and watched men die for every conceivable reason.Now, I was death on a pale horse and I was looking for O’Brien.I walked up to our little shanty. My heart was in my throat. It had always been a happy place, full of peace, joy and love. Now it was an abandoned wreck, much like my life. There wasn’t anything inside, but a litter of cheap whisky bottles; no doubt left by squatters. I said this time I would like to actually see the spot he described for nude hang out.We were to meet in another parking lot and drive over together. I get there first and sure enough in comes Kristin’s car. He parks nearby gets out and gets into my car. Only I can’t believe it, he’s dressed as a girl. And he looks kind of good. But I sense something different. He has a blond wig, makeup, and red lipstick, white blouse with a red bra that showed boobs. He also had a short skirt and thigh high. Our eyes meet and I see a look of shock and embarrassment on her face as she flees.I’m pretty sure she had been caressing her thighs.“We could do ... more.” My naked wife grasps for words she doesn’t yet have the vocabulary for. She was crawling onto my bed for our nightly lovemaking.And I’m confident in calling it that now. She might not be able to admit it. But it sure seemed like she looked forward to our nightly trysts.It has been a few days since my photo shoot with Abigail. And her.