He knows but you need to too." Is that anything like brake-fluid?" asked Alex with a chuckle."Alex!" chided his wife. "Don't be inappropriate!" But t...e ripple oftension-diffusing laughter went round the table quickly."I don't understand ... gender fluid? What does that mean? I'venever heard of it? We are all male or female gender aren't we?" Hannaasked.I needed to put her straight; and maybe Alex and Fiona too. After allthey had grown up in a simpler binary World where sex and gender. After sixteen years of marriage, as both were approaching their forties, he was still in love with Laura. Her brown hair, her blue eyes, not to mention her generous curves that improved with time. At the thought of the night he had just spent with her, he felt an erection pressing against his jeans. He pulled himself together, when he remembered that his children were in the room.Kelly and Angie were eating their cereals, their eyes riveted on their cell phones. They were twins and both were 18. Alison knew. The trick was the truth hadn’t set Stephen free it only stoked the fires and had him craving for more. ‘I can’t imagine what you’re thinking, but I had to tell you what I was.’ ‘I don’t understand Steve. I’m flattered. Nobody has ever said that to me before, but why’, she measured the moment carefully unwilling to risk further explanation, ‘Steve I’m married.’ The tension seemed to break from the room. Alison’s eyes expressed a sigh, the vulnerability of the other soul in the room. I shut the TV off and went to bed.A few hours later there was a knocking at the door. "Who is it?" I said. There was no response, just more knocking.I got up and opened the door. There she was, she just walked right into the room. I closed the door and followed her in."I'm sorry, who are you? Can I help you?" I asked."I thought you enjoyed your show last night, but today you left like there was a fire drill." she said with an English accent."Show?" I asked trying to deflect."Don't give me that.