If you are feeling happier now could you help me with the awning for five minutes?”“Of course flower, why couldn’t I see the solution to allow u... to stay together?”“The weeds stop you thinking clearly, can I suggest you try and always remember the mind set you were in when you and Chrissie were planning our wedding, that mind set had no depression at all, if things look tricky or too complicated, in your own mind think of how you felt and how you were thinking in Ye Arrow, and how you cleared. "You're really not even all the way down." I roughly jammed two fingers between her crotch and the floor. "See?" "Yes, Daddy," she said. I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her straight down, then forward, until her face was nearly on the mat. Keeping one hand on her neck, I placed another on her ass, and ground her crotch down onto the rough black rubber. "Roll your hips, there, Amy," Kate called harshly. I let her up and helped her to her feet. . Her voice sounded tense. "I suppose you think I'm a slut." What?" I looked at her like she was crazy."You think that because I slept with you last night that I'm a slut." Are you insane?" I asked. In my own defense, my lack of tact was a product of being confused."I don't do that very often," she said. "I'm not a slut, Bob." Hang on there," I said. "I never said you were a slut. I don't think you're a slut. How did we get on this subject again?" I said I don't hop into bed very often with a man. Mum asked me again whether I was involved with anybody atuniversity, and I repeated that although I'd had one or two encounterswith girls ("Girls?" asked mum), I hadn't yet had a serious relationship.The truth was that my sexual interests were all focused on women: afterall, I enjoyed dressing as one precisely because I was so obsessed withwomen and their bodies. But in the absence of opportunities to dress Ihad realised, perhaps for the first time, just how strong was mycompulsion to do so. .