**** My name is Ray Harman and I’m an over the road truck driver, I have been for twenty-five years. I’m often gone for days at a time, sometimes...even a week or more. I try to stop home as often as I can and spend a couple of days at home before heading out again. I was in Indiana heading for West Virginia when I got the brilliant idea to stop at my home in Ohio and spend the night there. It wasn’t very often that I would be passing within forty miles of home. I called dispatch and let them. It took only a few seconds before she released violently. Her thighs clamped around his head and her slamming pubic bone banged into his nose. His own sexual tension was so high that he started spurting spontaneously. From their very first time, he remembered the importance of keeping contact to prolong her orgasm. Through his own orgasmic haze, he grabbed her hips and pushed against her mound with his face. Sometimes his mouth pressed into her, sometimes his nose or chin. It was enough to hold. "I'm not... I'm not... I'm not really a girl," she apologised and beganto weep.Mary pulled her close and put Charlotte's head on her shoulder andstroked her hair."Yes you are. You're just special that's all." She patted Charlotte'sback."It's my job to help you become the best girl you can be," shewhispered into Charlotte's ear."Come. Let's have you out of these." Mary disengaged from Charlotte.She led Charlotte to the bench and had her sit. She helped take offCharlotte's high-heels, now. I’m not suicidal. I look at her and blink. She looks at me and blinks, then ducks her head. ‘They’re about to let me out,’ she says, ‘because I’m cured even though I don’t want to leave. What’s your name?’ When I don’t speak, Juirly opens my dresser and begins going through my things. I realize silent won’t work. ‘My name’s Angela,’ I begin, ‘but -‘ ‘Mimsy told me to call you Angel,’ she says. ‘She wanted me to come over and explain why you should want to be well.’ ‘So Ms. Dorazon can cure.