He stopped in front of me and pushed his hat up from his eyes.He looked to be somewhere around the middle years of the forties, well built with broad ...houlders, tall, and just a hint of mid-life spread bulging over his wide leather belt. The sun was behind him, shading his pale blue eyes, but I didn't think that was what made them look so uninviting. He watched Maddie cantering away then turned to me. After a long minute of trying to stare me down, he asked, "You belong to that truck and horse. And I regret that. Because I underestimated you, both of you. And I didn't really realize it until you brought home that squirmy thing in your arms." I'm so impressed by how you've handled parenthood, at your young ages. I know, next year is going to be tough, juggling Betsy, skating, and school-and with no Ellen around. I would've thought it would be a disaster. I don't think so anymore. You guys can handle it." Sophie's a fantastic mother. You're as equally as good a father. That kid's lucky.. " Michelle raised aneyebrow, so I explained."Before meeting with you and your Mum, I had never gone out at Alexandra.It has been something different to go out on my own as her, but I amdefinitely not ready to go out on a date, even with someone you arehinting can be trusted." Lexie," she signed in exasperation, "I don't know what you would callyourself - T-girl? Femboy? Transvestite? But this is all part of Lexiebecoming a complete person."I took a long pause before answering, making a point of. "Really. Your not pathetic. Your," and he paused as if searching for the right word, and then added: "lonely. Neglected. Overlooked. Taken for granted. Ignored."We made eye contact. His word choice was exactly right. I truly did feel lonely; neglected; overlooked; taken for granted; and definitely ignored by Ronald! Duane had hit the very center of the target; the focal point of my womanly frustrations as a sexual person! That had been the crux of my daughters earlier admonishment!My pussy was.