On Friday morning, my attorneys presented the winning ticket to the Lottery Commission and collected a big check for the family trust we had created. ...he money went into the family trust brokerage account on Monday and was invested by the end of the day on Tuesday.Ellie and I kept out a hundred thousand, most of which would be a down payment on a modest house. The rest would go toward new cars for Ellie and me. She was looking forward to driving hers, having just gotten her license. I was. No one can kiss theway Flower kisses. No one is so sweet in bed. When I was with her, Idreamed of taking her away from this, of being with her, the gayness of itall be damned. I know that down deep, she's a boy. I know that down deep,she can make me forget that I am. She's in love with Mistress, of course.But I think of her a spirit guide, the way the Indian tribes used to have.She taught me everyting about being a sissy. Especially how good it feels." Tell me, Phil. Why do you think that. He kept his focus on the increasing view of Mrs. Turner. Her body slowly came into view as he tiptoed down the carpeted hallway. Her large breasts were flattened out across her chest. The only other real breasts that he had seen were a brief flash at a party last summer. These were seemingly obtainable. He went into the bathroom and closed the door leaving a crack open to see more. He could only see her belly from this angle. Tom pulled his wet trunks down to his ankles. He took his already. "I could tolerate it for a while, but he became more verbally abusive, then one night, he was drunk as usual, and he hit me. Hard. In the face. I ended up with a black eye and a bruised cheek. He never even apologized. That's when I knew we weren't going to make. I started squirreling away money, hoping to get away. When I had enough for a discount ticket to Vancouver, I left. This was the only place I could think of to go." This is the right place for you," I assured her. "You're safe here..