"Mmmm...that was good...to the last drop." she said. "My turn next bitch. Mom! Crystal Farted. Can you pull over." shouted Candy."OK! Damn! You two ar... both so rude. We can get some lunch. I'm hungry." Cassie said. She pulled the mini van over. We had a quick meal at a road side diner. All the customers starred at the girls and my Step Mom. We all piled back in the mini van. This time Candy was sitting in the far back seat with me. Crystal was in front of us. Cassie was driving. A split second. He had owned his first own business at age 21. He exploreddifferent business ventures and was very entrepreneurial. My statement ofclaim had asked him for $40,000 in general damages, and he offered tosettle at $30,000. Quickly.And he provided lots of video evidence.Jenny had been surprised that a named defendant did not bother to file astatement of defence but to merely negotiate down. I told her aboutRoger; he was a different breed of cat. I respected him and his acumen.Plus, he too was a. " Oh yes we can. There's that new law. Girls can marry girls now and boyscan marry boys." But I want to marry a boy." Well I will be a boy on the inside. My insides haven't changed. That'swhy the doctor said I could still be a dad. It's only on the outside Ilook like a girl."Can I have a look?" begged Judith; unwittingly betraying what had beenbothering her since I came home."There's nothing to see." Oh come on. Does it look like a girl's tickly now?" No, there's just nothing. There's just a. " THAT'S THE SECOND TIME I heard that expression in the last half hour! What on earth does it mean?" I demanded, feeling left out of the loop."Well," Dianna started as she blushed, "There was a college newspaper or humor magazine that made a poster that said "Every time you masturbate, God kills a kitten." and it sort of got around, first I think in the lesbian community but now I think it's pretty much only in girl talk to each other. I don't think I've ever said it in front of men. Most.