My god it was sensitive, and there wasn't a thing I could do to stop her! Not that I wanted to. I wanted to come.I was a mess! Tears of laughter had p...oled around my eyes, dribbled down the sides of my face. I was snuffling and tasting the snot on my upper lip. Mom came back from the bathroom with a warm, wet washrag. She tenderly washed the mucus and tears off my face before she knelt by the bed again. "Sweet baby," she said, before giving me a loving kiss on the lips."Now let's see, what do I. Chad had always been astraight shooter and had supported me when I dressed as a girl, before.But he and his father had moved away and I didn't know how he felt aboutthat now. When he and Unca Joe had moved, they listened to studentpastors from Valley Bible College, but did he still feel the same as hedid? So far, it seemed as if he was the same sweet guy that I knew, butthat could change all too quickly.[*][*][*]What I wasn't ready for was what Chad did the next time that we met.What he did. As the night went on, my luck grew very poor and finally I lost my last cent there. All four men stared at me with hungry eyes.Then I told the Boss I could serve some drinks for them, instead of playing cards, since I had not brought more cash.As the game continued, so did the small talk, which eventually became sexual amongst everybody. I laughed at their dirty jokes.Soon I could notice that I was their object of the sexual remarks. They said they would never leave a hot woman like me alone on. Philip pointed at a view port.Marsha looked through the view port window. Below her, she could see the swirling mass of clouds that shielded much of the Gulf of Mexico cradled in the arms of Florida and the Yucatán peninsulas. The southeast US, the Caribbean, she could see the curvature of the Earth. Inside Marsha, her belief system disintegrated. She started to slide down the wall. The helpful hands from before stopped the slide, keeping her on her feet."It's hard to accept when your concept.