He stills dresses up as a female when he can find timeto himself but those days that is far and few in between as his Motherillness gets worse.Jim had...few friends in his life because of his choice to take care of hismother through her illness. His closes friend was Sarah, she was the sameage as him, she also knew about his desire to be a girl and they wouldhave long talks about what he would be like as female friends. They wouldtalk for hours about going shopping for the latest clothes. I could not imagine what I had done. As I lay there, I felt a familiar warmth down in my pussy; again I wondered how I was so aroused and erotic. I let my hand explore around my pussy, which seemed to be wet from all the excitement. I couldn't resist the urges and I plunged my finger deep into my pussy and let out a gasp. I started caressing my breast with my left hand as my right hand continued. My hand moved in and out frantically, gradually getting faster as I felt the tension building up. I. . and... Oh dear..." What are you talking about?" Well, I... oh Sir... I'm in so much trouble..." What happened, Adrian? And what does it have to do with me?" It's your envelope, Sir. The one with the pho-"Click!Bzzzzzzz... My jaw dropped and for a moment no words escaped. I rattled the disconnect button on the phone like I'd seen in the movies. I should have known it was useless. "Fuck!" I said aloud, slamming down the receiver. Then I remembered I had Adrian's number. I ran to my bedroom and. After he’d eaten his meal in the off-campus Subway sub shop, Louis wrote the following words in his characteristic thick black marker. Actually Martha, all my relationships seem to last only this long. Well, the truth is, this is about when I get tired of my partner anyway. You see Martha, love only really lasts for about ninety days, give or take. After that, the person you’re with becomes…a prison. David…is your prison. You’re locked in, Martha. And if that truly makes you happy, then by all.