She smiled. "Well, yeah, but it wasn't like I didn't know I was different. I'd known that for years, but hid it well, though my parents already suspec...ed. It was admitting to other people I was gay that was hard, but keeping the secret was harder. One thing I learned from that is that some of my friends weren't the friends I thought they were, and people I hardly knew became true friends, like Beth and Carl, and Stephanie." How is Stephanie? Do you hear from her?" Every day, we email. She was. Near as we could tell, my mother was out of commission sexually for a couple of months after Aaron was born. Betty filled the gap for my father, so to speak; or perhaps I should say that he filled her gap.” He tried to laugh, but the attempt at humor came out as flat and inappropriate for the occasion, so he stopped.Gail had sagged in the chair. She looked at Elise. “Is that true?”“All of it.” Elise said firmly.Gail looked back at me and said, “And you have four wives?”Dave nodded.“I’d like to. Where did this leave me? I asked that question of myself and then I turned to Benny and asked her. Her answer was simple and direct. "It looks as though you need a life reading yourself. I'm sure that will explain it all." Are there honest psychics who still do these things? I don't want to be in a crowd in front of a TV camera to have my questions answered. I haven't heard much about this except the ones that have garnered an audience. Those just seem as though they are putting on a show, and. “The hell do you think I mean?! Take a look, down there,” Kelly suggested, slapping water from the faucet into the red strands of hair. “Your little, uh, tuft down there is pink now—just like all the hair on your head? You’re one-hundred percent pink now, even your brows.” Stephanie reluctantly pulled upon the elastic of her pajama pants to take a peek inside, finding her sparse thatch of pubic hair was now the same shade of bright pink that had spread across her head. “Oh my God, it’s… it’s.