What good would it do? How can one get justice? How can one flush your mind of such things? How can one do one damn thing but live with what your deal... the hand of life in? They are all now dead and buried!See what happens when you start diggin’ up bones! Leave the damn things alone!Now Patti wasn’t in any way shape or form trying to do anything except help me with my horrid past of all that.She was merely bringing all this up so I knew that she knew every damn bit of it, and together we had to. Part of her plan was for me to meet in the Twin Cities with other CDs so I could have a ‘safe’ place to dress up, away from our small town. To be safe, I was to drive up, change clothes there, meet with my friends and then change again for the drive home. A good plan … a safe plan … but not one I particularly liked (so I changed it a bit!) Kim was a mutual friend who lived in town. Although she had been married and had two daughters, she professed to be a lesbian. Even though she and her lover. As a matter of fact Lilly was starting to tell me about her Saturday night. Don't You?" er ... it was nothing ... well ... I just worked ... and get back home ... it was a pretty normal night...", she said looking down, and very insecure of herself.Megan laughed out loud, much to Lillian's embarrassment. She was blushing red.When Megan finally calmed down enough to talk, she said to Peter"Lilly needed some money yesterday, so I asked Bruce a favor to employ her at the Ambassador, unfortunately. I hopped in the tub and caught a quick glimpse of her nudity as she slid in too."You forgot these, Katie," she said and proudly held up a bottle of champagne and two glasses.I laughed. "Oh, and I thought you were just being shy."She turned away from me, popping open the champagne and I realized my best friend was blushing.After we finished the bottle I was getting weepy. My marriage was in a rough spot, I was tired and drunk, and I just needed a shoulder to cry on. I spilled out all my.