"I was a freak for a while. All the early caseswere. Even with the anti-discrimination laws, it was hard." He sighedagain. "I knew it would be, bu... I underestimated how bad it would be."Jim's frown deepened. "Expected", "underestimated" - those words madeit sound like some type of conspiracy. He looked, and he saw somethingin his father's eyes, a nervousness that he'd never seen before."What?" he asked, knowing that his father was struggling to tell himsomething."You need to read my diary. Cynthia was sleeping in Bob's bedroom. The nightlamp she had lit was making her look sexy.As i entered the room i closed the door behind me. It had been months now, since i had been with another woman. The only company i had got so far was my vibrator.I stripped myself completely. Cynthia was sleeping with her back facing me, her legs on top of one another. She was wearing a nightie which covered her chest andlower body upto the thighs.I hesitated for a moment, as i knew what i was about to do. Marsha was in the bathroom wetting and wringing out some towels. She looked at Jamie, “Downstairs. Turn down the oven. Get your brothers and sister settled in the living room.”‘Thank God for Jamie, ‘ I thought.Marsha had the covers pulled, “I’ll get you fixed up. Where does it hurt? Looks like you’ve been kicked. God Gary, we need to get you to the ER.”“No, l, I’ll be all right ... just some rest.”She looked down skeptically, “Gary, oh Gary. For a car? You could’ve been killed,” she knelt. He took the stairs up to their room and checked his watch. It was safe to knock.Ashley opened the door and let him. He could hear the shower going.“Again? Was it that hot in here?”Ashley cuffed him. “Ass!” But then she hugged him. “Thanks. It was really weird on the plane. I don’t think I could...”“Shh! I’ll give you some privacy from now on, okay?”“I can also...”“Ashley, you don’t have to share. Lynn is your girlfriend. You guys be happy and I’ll be happy.”“I don’t want you to feel like a.