And it resonated on a certain level.Like the first time I'd learned about imaginary numbers. It seemed laughable at first, but it explained too much, ...as entirely too useful a concept, to dismiss out of hand.Fuck, what was wrong with me? Why hadn't I freaked out when I saw that horrible tableau unfolding before me? What had made me join in? And how could I be reacting so calmly to it, with a detached intellectual curiosity. Metaphors from math class? Really?Because I'd already gone through all. They where playing in the Omni in Atlanta , I wanted to go real bad ,Miller was putting it on and it sold out in less than an hour. Yeah us Sourthern Rednecks love our ZZ Top. Well I didn't get tickets , I had to work that morning and my wife was "busy" as always. On the way home from work the day the tickets went on sale the DJ on the radio said that it sold out in record time. SHIT I said ...As I turned on to our road I saw a truck I knew all to well setting in front of my house. It was Tim ,. You know I use tampons and pads. You know I desire sexwith a guy. What else is there to talk about?The final action. What is the final action?A sex change.And is that going to happen?NoAnd why not?Can't afford it, don't want it. I like girls. I'd be an ugly woman. Andwhy should I?Because you're not comfortable in your own body.Well, actually, I am comfortable in both. I like being a boy, and a girl.And besides, I don't think I'd be able to orgasm if I had my sex changed.Then why are you here?. We had the television removed, and all our meals were room service. We didn't see any of Hawaii's tourist sites. None! We fucked so long and hard all day that we were completely exhausted and would fall asleep, only to wake up and start fucking again, and so on, and so on. The entire 8 days was spent thus.We timed our honeymoon so she would be ovulating right in the middle of our stay. Now that we were married we wanted to conceive and have a baby. We were mildly surprised that she didn't get.