Anger erupted, and I said, "Bitch!"Without a pause, she responded, "Hell, yeah! I'm a fucking bitch whoremonger. But, guess what chick? You're still a...lesbian. And guess what else? You always will be. There is no pill, baby. No unqueer medicine and then it's done. Ain't gonna happen in this lifetime. You can't look in the mirror, tap your little red shoes, and travel down a yellow brick road. That only happens in the movies. This ain't a movie. It's called life."Shit. She was eighteen and knew. Shem belatedly realized that some of the pheromones were of his own creation.Shem's mind was busily digesting the effects of the aborted programming sequence when Altir moved into his life station. Shem immediately redirected his attention to Altir as required by protocol. Shem noticed that Altir's vestigial aftertail was pulsing deep ochre indicating a level of anger well beyond what he had expected. The level of fear pheromones quickly escalated as Shem saw Altir's focus had shifted to the. That's what a mommy is supposed to look like. When you holdher, when you change her, it's second nature. You look right. I seeyou holding our child and I think that I can't think of a more rightpicture." And you see me. Not you," I said, putting down some plates. I wasfeeling faint and didn't want to drop them."Yes. Don't you?" Yeah. That's what scares me." Why?" Because..." And I had no reason. I wanted a baby. And I wanted tohave it. And I was jealous of Sammie for breast-feeding. . This meant that we only saw each other when she came to visit me on holiday or when I was back in the UK visiting f****y. To be truthful this suited both of us. As the internet connections got better we regularly chatted on yahoo and started camming with each other. We would also exchange some photographs (some of the ones she sent to me I have posted in the photos section). On some visits back to the UK I convinced my friend to pose for me and I took some good photos of her. However, she.