I am also a recovering alcoholic, with a few days over 19 years without a drink as I write this, and I suppose the two tales are intertwined to some e...tent. Not that I am a saint by any means, a lot of people with a lot less time have a better sobriety than I. But I learned that alcohol is a poison to me, so I avoid it. I just do irrational things when I add alcohol to my system. For a while, I blamed my cross-dressing on the booze. But I discovered that feeling the need to slip into Fiona,. When she did, she stood to one side and I motioned for her to keep quiet. I knew how I wanted to introduce her.I said, “By the way, I found this in the Emergency room and it followed me home. Can I keep it pleeeese, pretty please?” and I pulled Zoe onto my lap and she waved.There was a bubble of comments. I heard, “Holy fuck, you’ve only been there three days,” and “Shit boss, she’s beautiful, can I play with her when I get there.”“Zoe, meet the two loves of my life, girls meet Zoe, who is. Except for in one very small location; a hole in a defense that cannot afford to be less than flawless.Smiling once again at the indomitable and superior building he is, the prizes inside await.Quick as only the energy of thought itself can flow, he is on the other side; a house built of power pure, true and ancient – surprise indeed for his hunt. At length he does wander, caught in wonderment of the sheer variety of mnemonic treasures precious beyond description or comprehension. Yet his. She looked at the clock and was sorry that she had set such an early curfew. The couple across the courtyard began the motion of lovemaking again, and she sprang into action. She threw on her robe and rushed across courtyard through the gardens and into Stan’s back door. She moved as quietly as she could up the stairs and to the doorway of Stan’s room. She stood watching Stan doggy fuck her daughter. Her hands trembled as she stepped closer to the pair. She dropped her robe off her shoulders,.