But leave we did.The cab ride back to my place saw me regain more of my old self, although I was much more discreet than in the past. Normally I would...have made out with whatever femme princess I was with, demonstrating to her, and to the cab driver as well, just what was in store. Tonight I simply continued to chat pleasantly with Jessica while my fingers danced lightly up her legs and under her skirt to caress the smooth skin. It was fun, as we both pretended nothing was going on even as her. She gave me a card from her purse that advertised a lady doctor called "Doctor Angela Proudbottom Certified consultations on Female Sexuality".It sounded more erotic than medically professional but I tended to be always thinking with my mind in the gutter no matter what the subject.When I first met Doctor Proudbottom, I was struck with the ferocity in her eyes that made me think of a caged tiger. I dismissed it as a figment of my imagination but when we shook hands, her long sharp fingernails. " But you've done nothing but tell me everything is secret." I know. I want to tell you." Look, Cassi. What we had was great. You've always been able to tell me anything. Now suddenly..."Cassi was torn. She wanted desperately to tell her friend everything, to share these dreadful secrets, to unburden herself."Linda these are horrible secrets. Unbelievable secrets." All the more reason why you need to share them, let me take some of that burden from you." But..." I'm here for you Cassi."And so,. ‘Thank you, very much but I’m not the only one. What happened to you? You look great.’ She grinned and did a little, slow spinning turn. ‘My best girlfriend here has an aerobics studio, with a weight room. She’s been a dear and helped me shape up.’ Shape up wasn’t the word for it. That flat, tight belly, with a cute little navel peeking over a heart shaped belt buckle had taken some work. I know, I’m still working on mine. Levi’s can hide a multitude of sins or be a girl’s best friend. This.