Do a house cleansing or something!”“Oh no, I don’t want to get rid of him!” Everyone stared at him in disbelief. “I’m having way too much ...un!”“Fred, you’re being torn apart!”“Meh, he doesn’t do this anymore. Besides, you can’t deny that these scars look really badass. Talk about a real panty-dropper. And check it out...” He turned around and showed his back, and the numerous scratch marks carved into his skin. “Guys, if your back doesn’t look like this at the end of the night, your woman is. Either way, it sucked.I failed at school so I was working a dead-end minimum wage job tryingto pay off my debt, and when I wasn't working I was hiding in my tinyapartment, without a friend to my name.So I guess it shouldn't be a surprise that I started to think about thatbridge, not as a way across the river, but as a way out of life.But I decided that if I was going to go out, I wanted to do it in style,as a girl.So I started figuring out how I could manage it.I started going to bridal shops. I put on my running shorts and tee shirt and jogged by the house, turned and went into the back door. This kept anyone knowing I was there. We exchanged hugs and her butch partner did not care for so much. She knew what the night would be, and she would be mounted and riden by me later. This was not her favorite part of the evening, but she knew if she did not keep her much younger partner happy, she may just leave her for someone else. We had a few drinks and we watched some of the porn there.. Susan continued as her tears flowed. ‘She asked the angel if you and the young woman would be married and have the children that you always wanted. Lydia often shared with me the regret that she never gave you a child. The messenger said that you and the young woman would have to make that decision. He told her that God creates the opportunity but does not force the outcome.’ I sat there speechless, shaking, and overcome with emotion. ‘Tom, Lydia loved you more that life. Most of her thoughts.