He said he was planning a two or three month vacation this summer. There were hand and foot bars on the back of the camper that were like a ladder to ...he top that I had never used. The young guy climbed up and said, "I can put a lot of stuff up here if I don't want to pull a trailer."He asked about how warm it was in the winter, and I told him that I had been in it before when it snowed and was very comfortable. I did say if I was to have to stay in it very long, that I would probably get cabin. "Something wrong?" Amy asked as the pre-op nuzzled the neck of his bi-sexual (someday to be lesbian) lover. "I guess I forgot the cards I was going to pass out to you and my other TS best friends." Paula sighed. "Is that why you put that mail box away?" Amy asked as Paula just nodded sadly. "We'll be your friends, cards or no cards. It's the thought that counts, hon. you can always bring the cards in tomorrow. I'm sure the teacher will understand." "You think?" Paula said as she wiped her tear. Well perhaps the odd day when I had to be angry with him over something totally unimportant! But you have to do don't you? You have to be mad at your man sometimes don't you?" Your father was always romantic. And it was Daddy who wanted us to be married today, Valentine's Day, 60 years ago. Every year, every single year except for when he was a prisoner in the war, and even then when he came home to me he gave me the Valentine's Wishes he'd made when he was away. Just little scraps of paper.. Soon enough, the pretence of a plot unfolding on the screen had given way to full on, hardcore fucking, the over-the-top gasps and writhing bodies entirely capturing her attention as her hand unconsciously began to stroke across Draven’s stomach, her finger trailing along the waist-band of his jogging bottoms. She heard his breath hitch in his throat. Looking up, she was surprised to find that his eyes were not fixed on the screen as she expected, but that he had caught a glimpse of her.