Who cares why? Who the cares what the hell he’s really thinking?I did. I frowned. I couldn’t not care. And with a green twinge of jealousy, I thou...ht again of dark and adorable Evelyn X on his arm. I remembered the swirling strokes of red; the intoxicating erotica of her canvas. And he was married to her. I panted. That’s the kind of talent he’s used to. My jaw clenched. I wondered. I wondered what would happen if I failed him—if I just couldn’t give him what he wanted.Stop. I bit deeper. Just. Good galstrategy.I had the buttons undone so I started slobbering on myfavorite pecker. ‘Tastes like you did a little gittinready for our date yerself.’‘Yeah, that’s why I cain’t ever get mad at yew. Withdaddy in jail so much for cookin’ shine, someone has totake care of Maw and the girls. Is that little brotherof yours ready for pussy yet?’‘Hell yes, but my Ma has been training him for a whileand don’t want me to try him out yet. He has the. . this... without asking me.Without thinking of me. Without thinking of our marriage. How couldyou be so thoughtless?" I'm sorry, Sandy, it just seemed to happen. Month after month Ievolved I guess from what I was to what I am. It came to a head when mymanagement called me in and asked my intentions. I... just... told themthat I was in transition. Their response was so encouraging that I wasrelieved and also felt trapped by my own words." Well, you go right ahead and do your thing -- do. She detest the actions of her mother past. As a young girl she brought home guys drunk. One night a guy found my wife in bed and she woke to him playing with her tits. She was 12 at the time. She screamed and hit him with a hammer. if not she may have been ****d. many morning would find her mom making breakfast for some strange guy or men. knows she took on more than on at a time. She would lock the bedroom door and climb out the window. Would go stay with her friend down the street. Woman was.