"Tom scowled and held out his hand for _his_ phone. He felt like she wasrailroading him into counseling.Katie smiled sweetly. "I'm studying psych, s... I've been learning aboutcounseling. And about people who are in denial about needing somecounseling." She spoke into the phone with confidence and concern.Tom grabbed at the phone, and Katie let him take it. "Hi, ... uh ...Rachel? Sorry to be wasting your time. My roommate is overreacting abit."Katie watched as Tom listened to Rachel. I could tell by the look on her face she did not want to be completely naked. We turned to the TV in time to see the ball kicked. It hooked sharply, just passing outside the upright.I jumped up cheering, “Woo! Yeah! He missed!” Emily jumped with me, wrapping her arms around my neck, happy that she didn’t have to lose her panties.It was halftime. Emily asked if the girls could put their clothes back on until the game resumed. Dirk immediately said no. I didn’t want to be a pussy, so I agreed. I split into millions of atoms, no sub atomic particles and theyflew off in every direction, I may have left bits behind." Take some from me. I can't take you back yet, I need to refuel."I pushed him off me and sat up and looked down at him, he was beautiful,his chest so muscled and covered in sweat, glistening. He looked like aglazed statue of a Greek god. "What fuel do you want, caffeine enrichedcoffee, oysters, cornflakes? Tell me I'll go out and buy anything you'reshort off. What about. Well, maybe only a woman. No reason a man can't enjoy the same things.Jim and I live in a nice apartment over the Salon. So convenient for me,and Jim, who is a CPA, uses the apartment as his office and handles manypersonal accounts and also the accounts of the Salon.Jim is 38 tears old and we have been married for 10 years. I love him so.And he loves me. That got me to thinking about the things that I reallylove. Jim. Our Marriage, My work, my Salon. And I do really love being agirl. Just like.