As he took her details and made his calculations, he gave her the good news that is was in the stars that she would indeed re-marry, but added that it...might take a little longer than she hoped.The widow’s face clouded at that, but as she handed over the coin for this visit, she asked hesitantly how long she might have to wait for a replacement spouse. Noting her distress, Simon readily agreed to make further calculations and for her to return for another consultation.This emboldened the widow,. ’ ‘I love you, too, baby girl,’ I smiled, ‘I’ll see you tomorrow.’ ~~~~~~ I was up and awake by nine o’clock that next morning, and as I sat on my back porch drinking coffee, I began to remember why it was that I’d chosen to live the way I’d been living, or should I say existing. As I thought of all the pain that Kerrie had put me through, I began to get mad all over again. Only this time, I was mad at myself for ever allowing someone to control my emotions like she had. And in doing so, I felt. I recalled Sofia Poulas, the owner of the Poulas Group Limited, a medical billing agency just like the other one. She wasn’t bad, not at all, a slightly older woman, maybe ten years my senior. She was the daughter of Greek immigrants, just as Shalman and Jonah were Assyrian preppies, but I knew precious little else from the relatively brief time that I was employed there.“Thinking about Sofia Poulas? Well, she’s dead. She was killed this week when riots broke out in Payson. Your old house there. She laughed and pointed at me."Oh My God, Jim," she said. "It's Billy!"She walked up to me and peeled down my panties to expose my hard cock."God, Billy, why didn't you ever get that hard for me?" She let go of the waistband and let it slap painfully against the head of my cock.Jim walked in behind her."Because he likes being a girl," he said, "He likes wearing panties and knee socks, and he likes being fucked by men. That's why I call him Wendy."He stood behind her and put his hands on her.