I had felt this many times before but it just never gets any easier to handle.I finally got back to my room and put myself in bed still wearing my din...er clothes. I turned on the TV and put something on for noise. I wasn’t really watching; I was thinking too much to care what was on. It was like this for about 10 minutes when I heard a noise at the door. I heard it open and in came Steffanie. She looked pretty mad. It was strange seeing such a serious look on someone I considered to have an. ..............................................................................................................................................'Katie where are you at, are you home?" Sam called out as he walked in the door from school making sure that his little sister had made it home from her school safe. "Just a minute cookie!! I'm coming, I'm here." Katie responded in a panic as she pulled her shorts back up with a deep blush spreading across her cheeks, she hurried out of bed wondering how. Every part of it."There was a long pause. I knew she was measuring my words, looking forwhat she'd wanted to hear, "What do you mean?" she finally asked, doingthis conversational dance around the topic with me. "I enjoyed it too, Itold you I did." Not just the sex," I continued, not even able to look at her. Did thismake me less of a man? That I was willing to give control over to a womanin our relationship? Maybe this was some kind of test. Maybe she wantedme to show some backbone, show that I. I began to see other men in a way I quickly became accustom to. I sought out reasons to delay coming home from work. I flirted, teased, found I was wanting others to admire me as the woman I was. My body had always been my best feature. I caught men looking at me, many from the eyes down and seeing glances of my breasts. I wasn't a freak, I didn't breasts too large to be uncomfortable in business clothing. Just breasts that open doors with men who actually had found reason to be in my company..