But she was a good woman, a good sissy. Ireally had fallen in love with her.There were times I wonder what would have happened if we had gottentogethe... when we were two men. Would we have been gay lovers? Would we betwo of those guys you see at the art shows, brushing their hands againsteach other when they think no one notices.Phil had been married. Miriam, her name was. Did his sexual orientationhave anything to do with their breakup? Was he destined to be a sissy allalong?It was funny. We. I answered "You are more than welcome in my house any time and don't even need to have a reason. She then surprised me saying "That's good because I'm right outside your door on my cell phone." And then the bell rang.I opened the door and let her in. I told her we can chat in the kitchen. She asked "Can we talk on the patio instead? It's such a nice day." "I guess we can," I answered "but only if you promise to behave." She looked disgruntled as she said "I'll try but no promises." I grabbed a. At one time Queresh possessed this confidence, but after the miscarriage, his confidence slipped completely. Although short-lived, the drink buoyed his ailing confidence. The drink permitted a departure from reality but at the same time a woeful perspective. On occasion he would go to the bar with associates, but after his associates departed, he would stay and drink by himself.Queresh was not a sorrowful man. He had wealth and close friends. But as his wife’s mental health failed, as the. " This one?" Jordan asked, picking out another god awful looking ring."I swear Jordan, you are the most inept cowboy I've ever met," Frank said and asked the clerk to take out one that was more subtle and elegant, "This ring is more like Angel."Jordan grabbed the ring from Frank, "Let me see that." It appeared to be a bit more like what Angel might like, but somehow Jordan felt it still wasn't the right ring for her.Frank shook his head and turned to the clerk, "May I look at that one," Frank.