She lifted the plate up, a stream of butter soaking through, forming a greasy, piss colored puddle. A giant glob of butter was staring back at her, sl...ding across the undercooked surface. A patch of ice, like skin, was imbedded deep within the nooks and crannies. To think, she had loved English Muffins once upon a time. The present: ‘Have a line,’ Glory beamed, eyes sparkling as she sniffed her nose, arms around Amanda’s shoulders. ‘You’re high,’ grinned Amanda, the whiskey sliding down her. ALMOST IMMEDIATLY , I WAS DYING TO GET INTO BOTH OF THEM. MOM SMILED AND TOLD ME I COULD PERHAPS DRESS COMPLETELY LIKE A WOMAN IF I REALLY WANTED TOO! AFTER SWEARING ME TO NEVER TELL ANYONE. MOM LEFT ME AND RETURNED SEVERAL MINUTES LATER HOLDING MANY FEMININE ITEMS IN BOTH OF HER HANDS. THESE INCLUDED, AN MATCHING ORCHID BLOUSE AND SHEAR PANTIES. A WHITE THIGH HIGH SET OF NYLON STOCKING ALONG WITH A MATCHING GARTER BELT WITH SEXY LACY STRAPS ON THEM. WHEN MOM TOLD ME TO GET MY CLOTHES OFF AND. ‘Jake, it may look like they’re not getting along, but you have to admit that you aren’t seeing the whole picture. A lot of times, no one quite understands how two people’s relationship works, except for the two people themselves.’ ‘Hey,’ said Zachary, coming in the front door. ‘He’s here again? Meredith, you should charge him by the hour.’ Meredith laughed. ‘Nonsense. We do this for people we like.’ Meredith Levine was another girl he could have loved–Meredith Chambers, now. But she, too, was. ”She blushed. “I . . . I didn’t mean to,” she said, glancing to me sheepishly.“Oh, really?” I asked challengingly.Her blush deepened. “Look, Mark,” she said. “Lacey’s your cousin. No matter what you feel toward each other—”“Yeah, I know,” I said. My heart sank. “I know.”Jean didn’t say anything for several minutes as we smoked in silence. She slipped her arm around me.“I love you, bro,”.