. What happened?" I refused to marry the man my parents chose for me. Today, he wouldhave been called a fag... a sissy. I was determined, if I was goi...gto marry, it would have been to a man I could look up to, not somepervert."Ouch! "So, you didn't marry him?" Oh, I marry him... in a way. My mother did the same thing to me asBeverly did to you. I was made my heart's desire, a man with broadshoulders and a large package. The man I was suppose to marry becamea girl, not a woman. She was what. “You proved that tonight.”“No,” I countered as I held up a finger. “We agreed that you would let me handle this situation as I saw fit. Correct?”“I suppose,” Liz answered.“There is no supposition,” I corrected. “You agreed.”“Yes,” Liz said with a sigh. “I agreed.”“OK,” I said. “I agreed that I would discuss any arrangements in Texas with you beforehand. I signed the contract this morning. I am your employee now. So, as your employee, I believe I need to head to Dallas to get things rolling. Men think women are all high on themselves and like to pretend they have self-respect. I am here to tell you, you just need to push the right buttons and they drop the fa?e.Occupation-wise, I don’t exactly have a job. I don’t have a car either, so any prospective ladies better live near a bus route. ;) Because of these financial restrictions I tend to live between three different locations. The first is my parent’s house. The second is the homes of my various friends. The third (and most well. He moaned as he shot his load and collapsed onto of me. He rolled beside me and I fell fast asleep. The next morning I woke up with him leaning on his elbow looking at me, smiling. “Good Morning”, he said.“Morning, did we do what I think we did last night?”“Oh we sure did, and it was wonderful”, he said.He leaned over and kissed me. I felt him move and remembered that we were both naked under the sheets. I felt embarrassed lying there nude. He kissed me again and moved his body ontop of.