We finally got dressed and retired to have a coffee, Fiona looked at meas I did my hair and make-up and asked; "do you like being a woman" Ididn't eve... think about it and answered "Oh god yes, I have found mytrue self as Nichola" she smiled at me and asked "and what happens when,if the true Nichola recovers?"Ruefully I answered "I just don't know, I really just don't know, butone thing I do know is I will remain a woman and I will marry Brett","so he knows" she asked me; I nodded "he knows and. My two best friends were Tracey and Sandra, both the same age, and if anything even more promiscuous and "game for a laugh" than me.During this holiday fortnight I was to have over 17 different cocks, and in one day I had sex with 8 different guys. It is this I want to confess/share with you all...The fortnight started steady with all of us pulling guys on the first proper night there. I paired off with a welsh lad, think his name was Ross if memory serves me right.He was cock number 1 for me. Connecting with Ed. Even more huge. Meeting the Community. Marrying Ed. Moving us to Alabama.All that’s good. Really good. I’m loving the environment. Ed’s loving it, too, and Gramma’s married and she’s teaching her last, greatest class. None of her students here has an IQ that isn’t measured high on the Saffir-Simpson scale, with associated disruptions to normal life.Normal life. What kind of normal life has ME becoming the big sister to four Munchkins, led by the pTerridactyl?I asked her that. ”“I wish you would let me send you on the Gulfstream.”I shook my head, “No. You know my feeling about that. For something like what happened with Jason and Abbie, I can see it. But for this? No.”“Well, have a good time at the game, and forget everything here for the next twenty-four hours. Pretend like none of this exists and have a good time.”“I’ll do my best,” I said.Before I went to bed, I saw a brief news item on CNN, barely noticeable due to the events in Waco, that the Governor of South.