A young man seemed to be peering through the room's ceiling, looking down upon the still form of Christine. The man's familiar chocolate brown curls a...d earthen-hued eyes proved to Erik that this was, indeed, Christine's beloved Papa; the man who had become her Angel of Music. He licked his bottom lip and found his entire mouth had gone dry as dust."Are you the angel of which Christine spoke?" He rasped. "Are you Christine's Angel of Music?"With a reluctance made apparent by his long exhalation. I had just open it when Carmen appeared. ‘Mind if I join you?’ She asked. ‘Of course not, Mrs. G. I think we should toast to ‘New beginnings’, I replied as I fetched two glasses from the cabinet. ‘I can’t drink, Ryan. Remember I’m pregnant.’ ‘I know Mrs. G. and I love the fact, that you’re caring my c***d. So just take a little sip to celebrate our decision.’ ‘All right,’ Carmen said with a little smile and we toasted each other. ‘How are you feeling? Is everything okay with our c***d,’ I. I do wear perfume and have just purchased some lipstick, Goddess perfume and even a pair of pink sneakers. I am going to wear them in public when I receive them and just tell people "Well I guess they messed up my order but I don't care. I can't see the color so it doesn't bother me." Then ... one day soon ... when my friends and family learn the truth about me, I can start wearing pink girlie outfits with the shoes and forever leave behind the male clothing that I hate to wear. As I said I am. I take it as a compliment that other men are attracted to Betsy.”I then said, “Oh shit, I’m really embarrassed now. I’m sorry, but sometimes I just can’t take my eyes off her. You two must have a great sex life.”Then Clark said, “Yes, we do enjoy sex a lot, and fortunately I have a big cock to keep her happy. She started wanting sex more after she went through menopause, maybe because of the hormone therapy she was taking, and that was great news for both of us.”I said, “I really envy you for.