..*** Tom, you've been my best friend for as long as I can remember. Even as a young boy I knew I could confide in you and know that my trust was not ...isplaced. So you've known almost as long as I have that I wanted to be a girl. I remember our discussions and even arguments about the merits of femininity and how you tried to convince me that being a boy was better. But you never held my 'quirk' against me, and even helped me go out in public when I started dressing up. It must have been the. Fear and religion had kept that urge at bay but the legitimization of marriage had let it burst loose. Her frustration had built to this urgency to acquire sperm by any means in the desperate hope that she would become a mother.She resumed her travels and was soon in the business district where she had worked before her wedding. She suddenly thought of a co-worker who had flirted and made passes. She still had his phone number and texted him, “Lunch today?” He’d invited her often but she had. After drying off and patting the moisture out of her panties, Jennifer wrapped the towel around herself. As Donnie threw his damp towel into the soiled linen basket, Jennifer said, "I know this doesn't make a bit of sense ... I have been running around practically naked in front of you and your friends for like ... at least the last hour ... But for some stupid reason I want to put some clothes on ... Would you mind terribly?"Donnie hesitated, then said, "Truthfully? ... I was feeling a bit. That’s bad because that’s when the pixie learns where the nectar comes from. ‘Glory be and hallelujah!’ the pixie thinks. ’I’ve discovered the mother lode! Glory be!’“It doesn’t take but a minute for the pixie to figure out that if it moves about and flutters its wings a bit, the nectar flows freely. The lassie is completely delighted about the feelin’, as ye can imagine. She believes she has gone to heaven and some would say she has."Kevin nodded he understood. “And why is this bad?”“Cuz of.