She said she couldn't meet me because of scheduling conflicts. Her attitude had softened and I could tell from our brief conversation that she had bee... thinking about me and that a breakthrough was imminent. She finally opened the door during my third request for her to meet me. "I'm sorry I keep turning you down," she said. "Give me a call one day next week and maybe I'll have time. I was elated. My plan was working so far. I always made it a point to compliment Allison when I talked to her. I. I had smooth skin so I didnt need much else. Apart from my medium length black hair I was really looking like a girl. 9pm came and I put on my outfit, some Tom's shoes and a little perfume and went out the door. Getting to the hotel the realization of what I was finally going to do hit me. My heart beat spiked and nervousness hit me, but my urge for cock took over and I got out the car and went to the room. Sanding there about to knock I took a look at myself and realized how hot I look and how. The police found the man sitting in his office, surrounded by severalguns, some explosives, and detonating caps, dead from a self inflictedgunshot wound to the head. In the aftermath of the tragedy mom and Icoped the best we could. Gina and I, while we fought often, wereactually very close, and I missed her terribly. Mom, while devastated,was, if nothing else, resilient. After a month of moping around,learning to live in a house that now felt empty, mom came to my room oneday, with a. “I know, I know, that there is something in you that feels the same way I do, and you are stopping it from coming to fruition for some reason, possibly subconsciously. There is no way that you don’t have this to.” I said, accusingly, but increasingly moving toward somber. How can she say that, she has to be suppressing her feelings. “Holly…I don’t think we can do this anymore. You can’t control yourself, and I won’t let you fall in love with me when I don’t love you back” She said very plainly..