With Amy and Wanda making sure I left out no gory details, I started back through my story. Mom did a lot of blushing when I described my masturbating...while wearing Wanda's stuff, and Dad seemed less worried about what I did than my getting caught doing it. It was almost seven-thirty when I finished. When Dad asked Wanda and Amy what they thought should happen to me, I envisioned a guillotine. When they said, "Let's think about it over dinner," I cringed.Mom made me fix my makeup as she. " She looked at me greedily.Trish said, "Well than, I'd better get going. I'm sure you two have lotsof games to play."Annie saw her to the door and then we were alone, me in that oh-so-girlystate, with my penis disabled and balls beginning to throb withdiscomfort. She returned and embraced me. I couldn't keep myself fromwhimpering. It had already been more than 36 hours since we had sex. Iwas nearly at my limit. How was I supposed to last for another month?Or more? Especially if she kept. You have to make that for her. You have to find her a place to live, and a way to live, an identity and a history. That is your responsibility."Pave the way for her. Make her a place in the world; populate it with friends and possessions. Then you can start bringing her into the world in a way that won't hurt her."He stopped the player. The voice was right. Heath had work to do.***It was just dawn when he finally shut down his computer. Work would suck, that was for damned sure, but it was. He loved them both and just wanted them to be happy. He and Midge were no longer a couple. They seemed to be really happy with each other. In the end, he thought, this is really so much better than he had thought it would turn out. His best friends would be together ... and he had to admit that he was glad that it was NOT Reggie Mantle that Midge had decided to sleep with.As this acceptance settled into his brain, a smile grew on his face. His friends were a little surprised, but they could see.