Ricky`s eyes fixed now on the wicked slicing blade as it began its tickling run up the other leg from shoe slowly up to the clasp, a flick of the wris... removing each clasp in the twinkle of an eye, all six dropping on the skirt as his hand now slipped under the girdle pulling it from her body as the razor slashed at it, removing it in just three cuts to fall at the feet of the victim like an autumn leaf. He stood back admiring the few tiny rivulets from the tiny nicks he had purposely. .. What if they can wait forever? What if they suddenly realize that, no, they, they didn't really need me, they... They can live without me?"Jon had never claimed to understand Caitlyn's parents—but sometimes, he didn't understand Caitlyn either. "Well then... Good riddance. Cait... If they take the time" (and forego thir pride long enough) "to get to know you for who you actually are... Well, they're your parents. They'll love you even if you turn out to be an axe murderer. Which you are not.. When I was young my parents were very strict. Our home life was very structured as my dad was in the military. I grew used to being told when to eat, sleep, relax, or whatever. Then I became a teacher and again I am in a controlled situation. The school system and the class room settings are very controlled. It seems like I need to be in a setting like that to survive. I don't have that setting here at home. Don't get me wrong I love my husband but he is very loose. He has no organization and. "Scott, who cares if you are gay or not? Right now, you're happy, which isall that really matters," Kris pointed out."I was just saying," Scott said.We hung out in Jess's room for a while until the clutter and mess startedto get to me. I conveniently left and headed to my room. Once there I didnotice a missed call from Mom. I did call her back but she was justchecking up on me.Thursday was rather boring with me studying for a few classes while I hadthe chance with Kris here and there and Corey.