Okay, Zo?? You'll do that for me, won't you?"Zo? nodded but quickly moved to the next question, pointing inquisitivelyat David's flounced frock. "Why ...o you keep calling him 'her'? Why is hewearing a funny dress, Aunty Jane? Why has he got bunches and ribbons inhis hair? He looks like a girl!" She started to giggle. "Uncle David,you've got an Alice Band and bunches! You look silly!" David looked toJane in desperation. Any hope that his smart new dress might somehow makehim more acceptable as a. And I can pimp my bitches whenever and to whoever I fucking wish. Got that.’ She kissed him, and said in a husky voice. ‘God, I fucking love you.’ Hand in hand they walked toward another door, one that must have lead to a shower. ‘But mom . . .,’ I whined. ‘What about Loli? What about her mom?’ My mother looked back with her finger to her lips, as if she barely remembered who those people were. ‘Oh, that ugly dyke I had to sleep with so I could come on this trip? I have no idea. Your new father. But at least while it lasts, he won’t be doing anything to anyone else.What are the doctors doing for him?They’re mostly scratching their heads. He’s paralyzed, but if you look at him closely he’s obviously agitated. His eyes are wild and his breath and heart rates are very high. They’re speculating that the agitation is caused by a psychotic break and they are treating him with Haldol. They are talking about using Thorazine if he doesn’t respond soon to the Haldol.Jan, are you there?I’m here,. With a prearrangednod from my wife I suggested we continue the evening upstairsin our room. His approval was self evident as he hastilycalled for the tab. On the elevator ride up my wife was kindenough to bend over and tie my shoe exposeing herself frombehind, our friend could not resist himself from runningthe back of his fingertips down her backside. We enteredthe room with myself in front leading the way, I went straightto the cooler and pulled out a couple of cold ones and turnedto offer..