My sistertruly was a wizard of her craft.As you all know what I have said so far is about all I can say about themeeting that night. Suffice it to say...that it was certainly aneducational and personally confusing evening. Oh you want to know aboutGerry. Well at birth Gerry was known as Gerri and has gone through muchpain and effort to become Gerry. S/he is still pre-op but hopes to haveenough $$ for the final surgery soon. If you want to know more of whathe has had to go through that will have. “Well how about you make up for that tonight?”Someone’s horny…He went on to tell me how hot it was (in a non creepy way I promise) and then pushed me gently on my back onto the bed. He hovered his lips over mine, breath hot. My mind started to race. I actually really liked him. And wow he was hot. And kissing…woah. That moment his lips pressed firmly into mine. He kissed hard for a few seconds before breaking, just to return with a whispy kiss, the kind where your lips just barely touch, and. She started asking about my girlfriends, etc. Then the conversation started.Rupa: Hey Raj, tell me something about your girlfriend.Me: No, sister, I don’t have any.Rupa: Don’t blush. I know you will be maintaining nearly five to six girlfriends.Me: Oh, come on sis if I had any why would I come here to spend time with you. Instead, I would have gone to their place to spend some beautiful time.Rupa: How come you don’t have any girlfriend?Me: Who knows? Everyone thinks that I am committed. So no. Witnessing the sprinkling of brain tissue thrown out in every direction, including right on my spotlessly clean tunic, from the young lad beside me was enough to convince me that fate was indeed a fickle finger and you never knew when your number was up. I didn't have time to even reflect on the accuracy of some distant Confederate sniper and my good fortune to be standing one meter to his side. It was unfortunate that we did not have many sharpshooters in our units, but that was the result of.