She was quite shy, but because of her looks, men came at her from every direction. If she would have been a little more wise, she would have side step...ed a number of these men, but being the gullable girl she was, the clever men always ended up getting in her knickers.One Friday night she was out with her friend and a local sportsman came up to her with his friends and started chatting. He was well known and Liz was very flattered that he was paying her attention. He was not a big name, more. Ah, the ecstasy of finally accepting her husband's flesh into herself... What the bloody hell was going on? Why was he dreaming of being a bride? A dame, for chrissake! He was a man, a straight man, damn it, and he'd sure enough slept with his share of women, even if he hadn't ended up marrying any.He had never, ever, had any notions or fantasies of being transsexual or gay. He was a man, all man -- damn it! -- and that crap about every man having a feminine side was just that -- a load of. ”Thom asks, “So are we giving the gifts to Jen and the girls later today?”I reply, “Yeah, I don’t think they will be stolen out of your car.”Thom says, “Not with the security system I have on the car plus one of the twins is watching it too...”Thom gets another phone call and says, “Speak of the devil, it’s Stacy’s head of security.”I leave to go back to the wedding lunch as Thom continues to talk...I answer the phone and ask, “Hello Bill, what can I do for you?”Bill informs me, “Ms. Summers. Our children.When I returned to Samantha’s room, Joe was standing outside. Isabella was with Lily.“Gabby wasn’t allowed to come up,” Joe said. “She’s in the waiting room and is comforting a young woman who was near hysterics because she couldn’t see her cónyuge.”“My God. Hannah must be down there. I need to bring her up. She can’t be with Brian right now, but I’m sure I can get her up here to be with Sam.” I rushed down to the waiting room where my niece Gabby, now sixteen, was holding Hannah’s.