Time wasn't quite moving the way it should. Maybe I am just still confused. Just than my friend Tony walked in. I was always a little jealous of Tony....He was taller and thinner than me. He always had more girls than me. I tried not to stare. I felt like he would recognize me. Like I was jut in drag instead of completely different. Only, I couldn't stop staring. I never notice how cute his smile was or sexy his eyes were. I kept trying to get a good look at his arms and chest. And his but. And. By August I was getting around okay, my hair had grown out to a respectable length, and we once again enjoyed sex. We started a little before that, but you know what I mean.My stomach turned into a special place for both of us. For me, it was a tight knot that protected my womb; the muscles were always firm to the touch. For Rick, it was a shrine on which to worship. We'd be in bed and he'd lay his head on my thighs, gazing at my belly. He'd touch gently, stroking the skin in circles, softly. ”She laughed and said, “You know that’s not what I mean, it was just an observation.”“Well, I would like to thank you for your efforts and would like to thank you by taking you out to dinner. Since you are leaving Friday, I would think you would like to hit the road right after work, since living in a motel can be rather boring. Thursday is a bad day for me to take you out to dinner because that’s when I do my community service. Tonight would be the best night to do it.”“You are in trouble with. D. , and then the single word beneaththat ricocheted throughout her brain: Psychiatrist .She wanted to reach for the handle, but her hand declined to move. Foryears she had suspected she might need professional help; her closest friendshad echoed that opinion on more than one occasion. Now only one hand andone door stood between her and a chance for a normal life. She droppedher brow and her gaze- she did want a normal life, didn't she? With a firm lip Claudia forced her treasonous fingers.