I began to love my female identity again. i had cried notknowing exactly why, but in crying i had discovered that expression was no loner alien to me....It had felt wonderful. Soon after, i foundmy mannerisms changing, and every time i realized i was doing one,i felt a great sense of peace with myself.But one day after coming home from my job i had gone to sleep thinkingof my story, i awoke after only a few hours of sleep. i suddenly knewthere was no way i could go on with the story without the. She offered the straw to Cleo again. Almost out of guilt, Cleo accepted the straw and snorted the last line. Cleo laid the straw on the mirror and said, ‘I really am sorry.’ ‘Cleo. Stop it. She’s dead. Yeah it fucked me up for awhile, but I’m not going to avoid talking about her for the rest of my life. I loved her too much to shut out her memory.’ Cleo dropped her purse on the bed and said, ‘Okay. Cool. Hey. Where’s Nat?’ ‘She’s in the shower.’ Cleo’s eyes went from Frankie to the cocaine and. “Dang it, Scarecrow! Let me go this instant!” Penny bellowed.“You don’t give the orders here Penny! So take that bitchy attitude and accept your fate!ONE” WHIP! “TWO” WHISP! “THREE SWIP! FOUR SWISH!“NO MORE PLEASE,” SPLUCK! “FIVE”I will be good and not lie about you checking out my butt. Please, It Hurts so much, Scarecrow!” Penny begged.SWISH! “SIX” Penny jumped up and held her bottom with both hands while she danced around in a circle.“Now stand over there.” “Mr. Scarecrow told the. .." she paused and I looked on as her hips moved slightly on the hard, wooden chair. Small, circular movements, as if she were moving to the rhythm of her fingers slow plunging in and out.Annabelle Lee resumed speaking. " ... much the same as your delicious cock does. I would love a taste of it right now," she said wistfully."Annabelle Lee, can you see what your sister is doing?" Katherine Ann was sucking on her left nipple."Yes." Can you do the same?" I have tried. We played a game of can you.