I'm here for you."I could feel the shame on my face. It burned my skin, and made me feel like I could have fried bacon on my forehead."With all the cr...ppy things I put you through, sometimes I wonder why." Because I love you, George."A single tear appeared in her right eye and slowly rolled down her cheek. I looked at it, and reached out with my finger to wipe it off her face.Her face. It was so beautiful, in that moment, leaning against the wall, sitting on the bathroom floor. Steam fogging up. " Well, it didn't go particularly well. Anyhow, I know I'm making you dinner later, but can I see you sooner than that?" Sure, I'd like that," I said."About two hours?" Great."Chapter Twenty-Five - MissyWell, at least I had that to look forward to.I got up, showered, put some clothes on, and went downstairs. This, I wasn't looking forward to.I went and fixed some tea and toast, and headed towards the dining room. Dad was there."Good morning, Melissa." Morning. Where's Mom?" She needed to do. I found that I wanted to be a woman so badly that one time I was talkinga walk in the park and heard a little boy crying. He had fallen down andskinned hi knee. My first impulse was to go to him, take him up in myarms and comfort him. That is until his mother got to him. I just stoodthere and watched, wishing it had been me that was his mother.I started to research pregnancy online in the evenings. I wanted to knowas much about it as I could. That research led me to an article thatdealt with. "What?" he yelled back to me as he cut us through the sea of clubbingmadness. I saw tall strong American's holding small, petite foreignerseverywhere I looked. It was madness."Paul, this is a gay bar!!!!" I said getting closer to him."So?" Paul, I'm not gay!"He stopped at a small square table with two chairs and pulled one outfor me and we sat down. He leaned over the table so I could hear him."Most of these guys are married men back home. But they get lonely anddon't want to cheat on there.