The guards of the holding pen took the boys off the officers' hands. The car took off to round up more men.A female guard led them down a hall. "Here'... where you'll be staying, for a while. You'll need to clean it up first."She opened the door to reveal a cell block, containing ten separate barred jail cells. In each cell were three or four bodies. The corpses were all male, and had multiple bullet holes in them. Blood splatters were on most walls, and dried blood pooled on the linoleum tiled. They needed to set the record straight. Lauren knocked on the door. “Mom! Let us in we need to talk to you.” Chelsea remained silent with her face bright red as Lena opened the door. “You two want to explain what was going on in there?” Lena asked. “We were just messing around I’m so sorry…” Chelsea immediately replied. “Well I’m not sorry!” Lauren began, “I was having fun!” Lauren laughed as Lena cracked a smile. Chelsea was obviously still very intoxicated and didn’t realize that Lena wasn’t. Sometimes she really gets excited by femmingand other times she just seems bored with it. I've triedeverything I could think of or that was in your paper and Istill can't find a way to break through and get real progressionestablished. I don't mind investing the time or doing the workbut I'm making so little progress it's frankly getting medepressed. Any help you can provide would be greatlyappreciated.Answer: This is another example of an astute wife. The writerwell understands that. “Now we’ve run out of beer,” I say, “what are we going to do?”“Are you pre-op?”I’m sometimes disappointed at not always ‘passing’, but only slightly because I am never without the right sort of attention.“On the basis that I’m not going to have any operations because I’m perfect as I am,” I say. “No.”He thinks for a moment. I get up and stand in front of him. My face is level with his neck, what there is of it, and I put my hands on those brute shoulders. It’s like holding a sack of warm.