Feeling quite despondent, I slowly undressed and put everything back inits place, then changed into my male clothes and carried on as normal.When Lucy...came home, she said, "How nice it is to see you so relaxedagain, have you had a good day?"I smiled inwardly and said, "Yes, very good thank you."Well after that day things started to progress, in fact they progressedvery fast indeed. As soon as Lucy went off to work I would give her ahalf hour or so, then go into our bedroom and change.I started. That was why these girls looked familiar, the likeness to their mother was obvious once she was brought to mind. Even if it wasn't pronounced."Mrs. Holly Parkins, or at least she was. She's divorced now." Oh I'm sorry to hear that but I've had a couple of marriages go wrong myself. Can I ask what went wrong with your mother's marriage?"Holly laughed out loud, then through a grin said."Well, if you must know. You did!"I must have looked confused because Kerry said, "Our father or should I say Mr. Why Paris?It is where I came of age. Have you ever been there? If so, you will understand. Perhaps your city is a different one. But Paris was mine. It is a city of innate sensuality. It is unmistakably real, with palpable beauty. Not like some other cities, whose realities are harsh and dirty and damaging. Paris’ beauty lives in the moment and in the senses. Its only harshness is that it is a place where you must find yourself, or someone else will inevitably show you who you should have been.. It was so? wild, socompletely outrageous? so beyond anything I could possibly have imagined. Imean? I know that even beautiful women do it, at least from time to time. Butstill? somehow? still it was mind-bogglingly wild to realize that thisparticular woman, in this particular place, at this particular time? would dosomething like this.There was no way I could possibly resistit, I just had to crawl a little bit further out, getting more of thewonderful scene into view as my eyes nearly popped.