." Listen, you've got to stop wishing for things in the shower, if you don't want me here." she protests behind his back.Gage swings around again and ...ees she has covered her eyes this time. And this time he doesn'tcover anything with his hands. Instead reaches out and touches Rachael's cheek, brushing her hands away. He leans in and kisses her lips that are slightly parted, her eyes wide in shock.Rachael closes her eyes but for only a moment, enjoying the soft tender lips that are kissing her. You have probably heard the old adage that says nobody in prison is ever guilty. I knew that in my case that was true but I had no idea about all the others.Let me start first by telling you that my name is Mrs. Sally Johnson. I had been happily married to my husband of some fifteen years and we did not have any children because my Ronald was discovered to be sterile from some sort of accidental incident in his childhood. Of course, neither one of us knew this when we exchanged vows to love,. I’m going to tell him you are a friend of mine transitioning and needed some help. He'll be okay with that. Just stay right here and everything will be fine, he’s really a decent guy as long as he doesn’t know you are a guy.”I froze there, not sure if I should just jump out the window or not, but being five stories up made that very silly idea. She shrugged into something very thin and a bright pink and opened the door. In the mirror, I saw a guy, but he wasn’t as big as I was expecting. They would always take the most time. In fifteen minutes the steak was done. I sat at the table allowing Gerald to serve me. He cut the steak for me, buttered the potato and tossed the salad. When he kneeled at my feet I congratulated him on doing such a good job. I scratched his ears and tousled his hair as I would do with a puppy.He knelt silently at my feet and I was satisfied with his performance so I told him to get his bowl—it said ?FOOD? with a picture of a dog on the side. I cut.