Alan slowly and deliberately sweeps his gaze from head to toe, smiling all the way. “You know, of all the women I fuck, you are truly the most beaut...ful.”“I’m sure that is something you tell all those women too,” she remarks.“Ouch,” he says quickly.“What?”“That hurts,” he says, grabbing at his chest where his heart lies.“Well, it’s the truth, is it not?” she asks.“I would never lie to you.”“I should hope not, but I expect it,” Judy says reveals.“Regardless, I think you’ve got the perfect body,”. All in all, everyone was satisfied and happy. To be honest, the sex wasn’t even the best part. It was cuddling each other naked the next morning. Lightly kissing each other, we talked about what we had done, our dreams for life, the brilliance of Neil Gaiman, and all the other sort of things that teenagers will gossip on. Leslie left, we cleaned up, and life returned to normal the next Monday…Two months later I walked in the house after school. I didn’t hear the normal sounds of family life.. "I was keen to get out so I devoted myself to the tasks that she set forthe balance of the day. I walked in heels. I practiced sitting andstanding. I borrowed her handbag to get used to that. I worked as hardas I ever had to get things just right.I was exhausted by the time I went to bed. And that night I had anotherdream - one even more unsettling than the night before. I dreamt aboutthe wedding day of Cliff and Rosemary. It was in a cathedral, eventhough the wedding certificate had. Her face was red and fierce and she ripped the buttons right off her blouse and tore at her tough bra.I nearly jumped to stop her when she picked up an paring knive, but before I could react, she cut away the straps and flung the bra from her tits. Mother, naked from the waist up, sank to her knees and sobbed. She looked up at me."You can be anything you want to be, just don't be anything like my parents."I felt my own tears churning inside my chest. They threatened to cloud my vision and pound.