The card that tells me my future. This card will tell me to live or to die. I turn it over. The Future Flip. Judgment. A choice. Well, I guess that�...�s what it all comes down to isn’t it? A choice. Was I expecting a yes or no answer? I look at the image of Judgment. It depicts an angel soaring above an ocean, his golden trumpet blaring loud enough to rouse the dead from their coffins. On Judgment day all pretense slips away. Everyone is equal. All the lies we tell ourselves become unimportant.. "Youknow John quite well. How long has he been doing this?" I started withthe first question that came to mind."So, some years ago I met John. He was a struggling singer not able tomake it in the theater. Anyway, a friend introduced him to me as I wasdoing well at the club. He has a great sense of humor, and singingvoice. Show biz is tough, Maxine, so I suggested he learn to sing invarious roles. I invited him to the club and he saw some of the acts.Soon he was able to sing like a female. He. He is pretty much contained to the den of the house and he has a full time caretaker. The weight of this has hit our family hard as my mom was a stay at home wife and had never worked a day out of the home. We were trying to make it work with the insurance and workers comp. but it was just enough to get by. When school got out I decided I'd take a summer job to help out with the money and things. So I found a part-time job at the local grocery store we are small town people so it was not a well. It's a couple hours later and i am feeling quite tipsy, having forgotten i left that website on masters computer. Master comes through the door and drops his brief case, he comes up to me and gives me a firm squeeze on the rump as I am finishing putting dishes away in the kitchen, then he goes into his office and turns on his computer and I think oh shit, I try to stop him before he turns on the screen to the pictures of girls being spanked, Master gets this grin on his face as he tells me to.