The Oscar for Best Actress goes to..." Hilary Swank, for "Boys Don't Cry"!There were a lot of other winners but she skipped over the rest of the artic...e. Hilary shivered as she recalled the time a few years ago when she had been an extra on a forgettable episode of the TV show Beverly Hills 90210. More importantly, she wasn't Hilary Swank, one of the 90210 regulars back then. Ironically, considering the role for which she had just won the Oscar and a Golden Globe, she had been born Jason. ‘Would you like a drink?’ He nodded yes and I poured something from a bottle on the sideboard and handed it to him, his eyes following me through every step. I suddenly noticed that my clothes were soaked through from the rain, so I went behind my screen and put on a robe. We sat on the sofa for a while watching TV and chatting before he reached for me. Practice had helped and his kiss was the most extraordinary I had ever experienced. He made me want to see what would happen next and I allowed. He was emptying himself onto my nightie. I repeated to him "just tonight" he shook his head yes. Then I said sweetie, you took care of you, now I need you to take care of me. I pulled my sodden nightie up under my breasts and straddled him. He was limp now so I crawled towards his face bringing my sopping wet hairy slit towards his mouth. "just tonight I need you to take care of me ok sweetie?" the only answer I received was his mouth on my womanhood. That was what I needed and I moved as. “I know. I worry too, but I’m a romantic at heart. In my line of work, I have to be. If there’s ever been a more providential turn of events to bring two people together, I have yet to read about it, see it on the silver screen, or hear the tale spun any other way. Trust me when I say that I’ve read a lot of high romance and a shameful amount of the low ones too.” She smiled a little. “I, for one, would like to see them both have a chance to poke at their exes, whether it blossoms into romance.