One Sunday morning he asked his mother why he did not have any cleanclothes. She screamed at him that he should learn how to do the laundryhimself as ...ll he was going to be good for was to be someone's "Fuckingsissy little wife."She came back into the room a few minutes later carrying a pair of old,off white cotton knickers, bra and frayed flowered housedress."Put this on, you sissy, and I'll teach you how to do the housework likea good little wifey," she spat at him.Andrew, red faced did as he. She smiled and we went out into a park which happened to be conveniently just out of the door.We began to walk, me holding on to the flowers and suddenly realising how ridiculous the whole idea was. Still - that pain in my head bugged me."They look nice", she said about the flowers, "Are they for your girlfriend?"I chuckled stupidly in reply to this question and said I didn't have one."You can't imagine how silly I feel Miss Fox but actually they're for you." For me! Oh Darren how sweet of you,. She figured he was screwing the white girlyboi. She imagined that the faggot was a size queen and enamored with BBC. She chastised herself and committed to stop thinking about it. On the way home, she stopped at a fast food joint to get a caramel-flavored frozen coffee treat. That, really calmed her nerves.She texted Hugo not expecting a reply for a while. He was still in his cardiac ICU rotation. Her phone went off. It was her twin brother Randall.“Hey, Randy,” she answered.“Hey, Ro! I got. We stopped at a set of lights next to a school, he looked over and asked if I wanted to carry this on, or did I want him to drop me off. I said I wanted to carry on and do more, so he told me I needed to follow his orders and be very quiet.He turned left at the lights and then entered the gates to the school, he put his hand on the back of my neck and pushed my head down below the dash board. He pulled around the side of the school and told me to stay down in the car until he got back. He then.