”“Do you want her back?”“Maybe but right now it’s about revenge.”“Martin, I know you were screwed by Lynda. Three days before the weddin..., she dumps you. That’s why you do what you do.”“Don’t be such a pisser, Tammy. You treat men the same way I treat women.”“Similar isn’t the same. You’re out for revenge, fuck as many women as you can. Be the fucker and not the fuckee. That’s the difference. You’re a bad boy now. You need to become more like you were like Vince is. He’ll probably be home for. It was hot outside so I decided to take a cold shower.I stepped inside and started the shower and as the cold water hit my bodya strong sensation flowed through my whole body and it was really good andthen just realized this is really going to be fun with this new body.I came out of bathroom and dried myself with the fluffy towel and came outof my room and wore the nightgown my mother had given me.it was so smoothand felt cool on my hairless skin after enjoying the feel of the gown fora moment. We can also remember the parades on August 15, 1945; VJ Day.We saw the ‘boys’ home from the war, build their Cape Cod style houses, some pouring their cellar, tar papering it over and living there ‘til they could afford the time and money to build it out.We remember trying to buy a new car after the war. Some new cars were coming through with wooden bumpers.We are the last generation who spent childhood without television; instead we imagined what we heard on the radio.As we all like to brag,. "Well, said Sam from behind me, what did you think of it?" I only half turned, saw the wig, smelled the perfume. He smiled at me, and ran that hand again down my body to my penis, this time he took a firm hold. "Oh he said, I think you liked it plenty", he moved around me wearing panties and a bra. Black thigh high stockings and high heels, he moved between my legs still smiling and went to his knees. I didn't know what to say, but the word "stop" never entered my mind. Sam took control my.