‘Hmm?’ I prompted, savouring the sensation of my swollen lips even as I lifted one of my hands to rub gently over that stubble – and I’d never...been a stubble woman. I felt his cool breath on my wet lips as I raised my eyes to his – felt his gaze penetrate deep and then as I was sure that he was about to answer a rough hand on my arm yanked me away from him and my eyes flew wide open. I turned around with a hiss of surprise only to find myself facing a seething Brad. ‘Brad what the hell is your. " I shrugged. "My husband, he, um ... he likes me sorta the way I am." You're married?" The woman smiled and she had nice green eyes."Yeah, not like in a church or anything, but..." I understand," she said."I was going to see a doctor about hormone treatment, but then..." I cleared my throat, " ... you know." You can see a doctor here for that," the nurse told me. "But you're going to have to get counseling as well." Why?" I stared at her. "I'm normal." I know. I'm not saying you're not, but. "Which part for I'm on my way to deliver this car for a friend, if it's near where they live I'll drop you off home?"They told me the suburb which was a real posh area."Christ that's at the other side of the city to where I am going, but I'll take you home, come on get your stuff into my car and we will be on our way. Better take anything that can be stolen, for bet your bottom dollar someone will pinch it." Can you help us, we have a few cases?" The younger one asked.I helped them clear out. There it goes, we stopped talking to few days again. Everyone around us clearly could make out that we fought again. Some days later, my mom sent me to deliver some curry which I refused but was forced to deliver. The bad part of being the younger one in the family. I reached, rang the bell and sat on the sofa. She took the parcel and was staring me and then sat next to me on the sofa. She again asked me and I had to tell her. She inquired further as to who she is and all which I reluctantly.