I haven’t even seen my daughter in fifteen years. Not since she was five. years old.”It didn’t take Nathan long to find out she had ...eeded she could talk to. The story tumbled out from there on, and he finished without interrupting her.“Her father was an Australian. I was married once before. I don’t like to remember it. We met and married in Houston. We didn’t have much then. We had some trouble, and finally we got a divorce. He got our daughter and went. ”At that pronouncement, Elsa engaged the man on her other side in conversation – the head of pediatrics at the hospital. I was left wondering how I’d moved from one girlfriend, to none, to a friend, to two friends, and now, apparently, two girlfriends. I also wondered again what Elsa and Cindy were pulling off at my expense with the girlfriend moniker.Cindy and I chatted politely about the hospital. I think I surprised her with how much I knew about the project. My full motivation for. It's a good thing there were plenty more creamy loadswhere that came from.It was time for some real fucking.Chapter Four -- My special dayEvery pantyboy remembers his wedding day.It's a day of intense femininity.A day of perfume and powder and lace. Of nylon andsatin and mascara and eye shadow.A day of being the center of the known universe andthe object of your man's complete and total love.Followed by a night of complete and total lust. Anight where the pantyboy becomes his. Hell, I was chased here as well as drawn here. Or, rather I was led to Black Kettle’s campsite, and from there I was transported to this place. That leads to the question of why I was guided to that specific place and then moved to this one. I am attempting to figure out a logical reason behind all of what just transpired, but I am getting nowhere.I’m not sure if I fell asleep, or ended up in a meditative state. Either way, I was surprised by the sense of something watching me. Slowly, I opened.