Only a few months out.-------------A long few months. The nightly fuckings began to cloud my head and driveme speechless with need. A deep desperate n...ed for relief. I found myselfafter each session senselessly trying to hump the bed, my hand, anything.Knowing it wouldn't help but unable to really stop myself. Derek laughed.I looked cute and silly doing it, he said. I could hardly sleep the nightof my birthday, I was so ready to be freed.In the morning I felt unusual. Groggy, in fact. Was I. "Hell, Caleb, I figured it was sumpthin' like that. Ya always did stick up fer yer friends. I remember a couple of times ya he'ped me outa some scrapes. Here, have a drink and a cigar and tell me what brings ya ta see me this time of night." Much obliged, Henry. I could use a drink! I'm here ta ask what ya know 'bout them soldiers living in the hotel. It strikes me as strange that the gov'ment would pay fer that kind of expense. Who do ya invoice fer the bill?" That's the strange part. I don't. I never was one of those 'I'm smarter than you' kids in school, and I knew several who were. My daydream is to see one of those run into Nikki or Cindy one day. It always seemed to me that I had more fun helping people along. When I got tied into the Community, Tina first, then the rest, I found myself among kindred souls.Cindy was steeping a cup of tea in the lunchroom. "Look out," I told her. "They're on a roll this morning." X-Y to altazimuth," Terri said."Huh?" Cindy said. It's hard to. I love you and I don't care how long you've beendoing this for. I got you this pretty nightie because I want you to haveyour own. That way you won't have to borrow from us. You're all right.You're my beautiful baby and I don't care if you want to be a boy or agirl. Love, Mom."What is this shit?! Acceptance? Enablement? She's OK with this? I'm notOK with this. I'm not OK at all. Everyone who sees me will agree on that!The nightie is in my hand again. My other hand is on my own thigh, I'mbrushing.