After the meal, he told Claire the result and she was upset. There were tears, and she buried her head in his chest to hide them. He held her, saying ...othing."I'm sorry, Mike," she sobbed. "We were married for fourteen years and many of them were happy. I can't think how he'll survive prison."Mike wondered the same, particularly in view of the violence on Claire. Violence to women is second only to offences against the young, and such prisoners are targets in prison. Claire asked Mike not to. How often had I sat in this halland listened to her on presentation evenings like this, when my pridehad swelled with the prizes and awards Lexia had earned; maths,football, science, athletics - they'd had such high hopes for her untilI'd let her thrown them away. Like I'd helped her because it was easy!As if your child confessing through such heartfelt tears that theyshould have been born a girl was something you could just put aside andforget.Like her child's happiness wasn't at the core of. ”Jeff and Tavaris walked into the wooded area. They stopped at a clearing. Jeff pulled out a blunt and lit it. He puffed twice and passed it to his friend. “You know,” Jeff supposed. “I bet there were dudes at the game that were turned on by what y’all was doing.”“You think so,” the pint-sized femboi pressed.“Fah sure! A nigga see some ass movin’ like dat and can’t control how his dick act. Shit jus’ natural.”“That’s interesting!”“Yeah. Natural,” Jeff stared into the distance.“What does that. When neither of them returned for the next 10 minutes, I became worried and suspicious. Why aren’t they back yet? I slowly climbed down my seat and tiptoed my way towards the washroom. One washroom was open, and the other was closed. As I went closer to the door, I could hear some muffled voices.“Fuck,” Reddy was in there with my wife, Kavita. I could hear two different voices. I knew one of them was my wife. Although I couldn’t hear them clearly, I knew that Reddy was sure up to.