” Linda wiped Fay’s inner labia with a tissue, and folded them inside. She picked up the medical glue and used a thin line of it to stick the inne... labia together so that they would stay folded. “This is just Superglue really, but in a sterile form.” “I thought that Superglue was permanent?” “It will stick skin solid for about ten days, and releases gradually as the skin cells regenerate and the outer skin flakes off. The main benefit for this job is that is totally waterproof, which is why Fay. " We sure are", I say, proudly."Oh my gosh! So tell me how did it happen?", she asks. So I explain to her how it happened. Then she says, "Oh my gosh, that's so friggin' romantic. So, did Jen know?" She was there working and saw us talking", I tell her."Oh, so she saw it. What did she think?", Andrea asks."She's so fucking happy for us. And she still supports us", says Kacey."So effing awesome! Congratulations, ladies. I hope you all have the best time at prom. And I hope you have a great life. I tried to tell myself that what I was feeling was unwarranted and presumptive. As hard as I tried I couldn't escape the feeling I was on a one time joy ride. Maybe just a sympathy fuck. Cause, why would a woman like Amy want anything at all to do a slob like me. I listened to my wife's rant far too closely and was now believing she was right. At about 7:00 the next morning, I gave up trying to sleep. I couldn't get comfortable, though the bed was just the right firmness. What kept me restless. My favorite football team had just missed a 22 yard field goal that would of won the game. Hell my 14 year old neighbor could of made that kick. What rubbed salt into the mental wound was my girlfriend, who was dancing around the living room with glee. We had made a little wager on the game and she had won. Why did she pick the winning team? Not because of any in-depth analysis. She picked the winning team because she liked the color of their uniforms. The bet she won started out as a penny. It.