She hated being alone in her own head with her own mental demons, it was if they laughed at her failure, constantly reminding her of weaknesses, feedi...g off her pain. They needled her endlessly invading her sleep with dreams of what she didn’t have, yet desired, whispering deliberate imperfections in her ear, they were like leeches on her soul suckling away what was left of her spirit. She paused and realized she had ended up in the living room. As she bent to stub out her cigarette the pale. "Very funny, now open the door," Wayne said."Not before you say what you want to do right now," I said from my side of the door."Right now, here in the corridor?" Wayne asked."Yes," I said as I stood by the door."I want to fuck your tits," Wayne said, barely audible."I can't hear you," I smiled."Hope," Wayne said."I will open the door if you say it louder," I teased."I want to fuck my wife's big enormous L cup tits, they are trapped in a pink sports bra, and I want to fuck them hard!" Wayne. Only us." "I've never told anybody, either," Sally nodded. "Probably for the same reason..." Ellie smiled. "I knew you wouldn't tell. Somehow, I just knew." "El," murmured Sally, setting down her glass. "Have you given some more thought to... you know, coming out to Mom and Dad?" Sighing heavily, the nineteen-year-old leaned back in her chair, studying her hands. "No," she shrugged. "I think Mom would be okay with it, but Dad... he'd totally freak." She glanced over at Sally. "What about you?. That isn’t what I wanted to fuck with, you might say. But, seriously, I had hoped to clear out your mind. So, I didn’t, huh?”“I don’t know, Hunter. It’s just something I couldn’t, or wouldn’t, think about for so long. It’s hard for me to accept it all at once.”He smiled again and said, “Well, when you’re ready, just remember I’m available.”He turned and started out the door and I said, “Hunter!”He turned back.“Uh… I’m ready,” I said.We just looked at each other for several long seconds, and.