These things don't just happen in a few hours. How long have you been fucking this bastard behind my back?" I haven't! I'm shocked that you would thin... I would do that..." And I'm shocked you would think of it, or that I would accept it. All these years I wasted on a selfish bitch. Why didn't you tell me you were a fucking skank when I met you and I'd have saved myself this?" David! How can you say that? I'm just trying to fulfill myself and become a more complete woman for you." Like fuck! You. After a few deep breaths I turn on my heels and begin the first stage ofmy journey. Clarendon Road being one of the busier thoroughfares thatcriss-cross Southsea's residential sector, the stream of headlights frompassing cars and vans is more or less constant. Each one of them seems tobe deflected right at me, as though the studs on my jacket spelled out thephrase 'NOT REALLY A GIRL' for everyone to laugh at. Just asdisconcerting, I've lost seven or eight inches in height; everything looksthat. A bag filled with some small grain like rice, slightly warm and not uncomfortable, but sealing my eyes closed with no chance of a stray flicker of light impinging on my sight. I could see the burst of colors behind my eyelids that always accompanies pressure on the eyes—mostly reds and oranges with tinges of blue fading into the black at the edges. Gradually the color subsided and there was no signal sent to my optic nerve at all.Again, I felt her breath on my face as she leaned near my ear. I. It's impacting your ability to cope, and we need you alert. So please. Tell me. Is it Duncan? Or something back in your world? I won't tell everyone, I promise."I examined his face, seeing only worry for me there. I thought back to being so exhausted I was forced to ride the cart. I sighed."I'm afraid to sleep alone." What? Do you normally share a bed with someone at home? I had understood you to be unmarried." I'm not married. It's not a problem there, I sleep alone no problem. It's just.