“Sundays should come with a pause button,” he thought out loud. He spoke of memories that made her laugh her heart out before they tore her open a...d left her in pieces. She got out of the bed and went to stand against her wall of colors. “In this world there are things you can do alone, like sadness,” her slate blue eyes searching his for a connection. “And there are things you can only do with someone else, like love.” He watched her in awe of everything she had become, and everything she had. "There's more?" Brenda said."He's not John any more, Brenda." Obviously!" Brenda interjected.They both laughed."No, really. I mean John is gone. Physically, you can see what theyhave been able to do. But mentally, he is now Heather... SHE is nowHeather." I don't understand," Brenda said."It happened over time. In the beginning, Kelly helped me come to gripswith being a lesbian. Then John started to go to the spa, too. Histherapist is Lori. She's amazing! They helped him understand. ..and he'sright about you being a looker." I'm nothing special," Blake said but he was pleased and embarrassed at thesame time."I understand you want a few outfits for the boy," James said as he walkedback to Dan."That's correct. A smart business suit, a more casual jacket, a few pairsof trousers and some shorts," said Dan. James produced a pattern book andsome samples of material. Blake was happy to allow Dan to make thedecisions. "One more thing," Dan said. "Blake will be serving drinks. She remembered the pleasure of his kisses, the excitement of his organ as it slipped inside her, hurting her. She could not forget the degradation he had submitted her to, but somehow the thought still excited her. With her eyes closed, the man who held her now was Martin, not her husband."Let's go to bed," he said, waking her from the dream. The pressure of his voice on her ear had awakened the napping desires within her. To bed, she thought as her nipples tightened beneath her lightweight.