” She leaned to the right and looked down, at the floor, “Yes, Joe. Thank you so much. It’s good that you didn’t talk me into this, years ago,...or I might have just left your stinkin’ ass. Love you, baby.”My shower was small but both of us fit inside nicely.We spent as much time holding each other and kissing as we did washing sweat and cum off.“You know I have to make a phone call when we get through in here.”“You’re not telling my boys about this, Don… not right now, anyway.”“Naw, I gotta. I would, in the past, havecalled the person I am now a Pansy. But now I must call that person -me.I haven't had meaningful contact with another male in six weeks. Ihaven't seen or read about or played any manly sports since I decided onthe Lipstick Route. I watch only soap operas or Kardasian reality showsor Project Runway or Ellen on the TV. My reading material is exclusivelyVogue and Glamour and Allure and all the rest of the magazines I have toread to get a glimpse of what will happen to me. She ruled that Kathy had relinquished all claim to our marital assets, not that there were all that many marital assets to claim; our house was in my mother’s name, as was the family business, so the assets consisted of our cars, IRAs and the contents of our savings and checking accounts. But most importantly, the judge agreed with Paul’s argument that Kathy’s threat was evidence of a negative attitude toward her own child and a clear unwillingness to “facilitate and encourage a close and. .. Caleb, I really am glad that you’re okay. We were all worried about you guys,”Scotty said, fighting to keep his emotions out of his thoughts, and failing.“I was a little worried there for a while, too,” Caleb replied, embarrassed by his own sudden flood of emotions. “I’ll get to New Mexico as quickly as I can. Uhh ... They’re pulling my leg. Gotta go!” he said, abruptly ending the conversation.They weren’t exactly pulling his legs, but he could feel them clearing debris around the lower part.