What a mess my life was in.I spent Sunday trying to understand why Marlene openly displayed her sick lesbian sexuality to me. It would surely have a n...gative effect on her career if it was exposed. Did she think I was so frightened of her I wouldn't reveal to the company her sick relationships with other women? I couldn't make sense of it.Arriving at work Monday morning I was only mildly concerned by the way Marlene seemed to be ignoring me. she was a hands on supervisor, spending lots of time. It was far too much for her small body to hold, and the majority of it gushed right back out of her as quickly as it had come in. She knew that plenty still remained inside of her little body, but she didn’t know what that meant. Could he actually impregnate her? Was the legendary Loch Ness Monster actually a family that had been reproducing for years, and that she was now going to continue? Or maybe he was fucking her purely for sport and would return her to civilization once he tired of. You'd grown up rather removed from your small-town living situation, finding that most of the people of {hometown) generally didn't agree with your views on life, love, and, most importantly, what you saw as your dream in life.From a very young age, you'd always dreamed of being a Hollywood actor. Indeed, from a very young age, you'd religiously watched old movies, current television, and noted the performances of those you grew to admire and love. You'd collected the names and careers of your. And then I felt quite guiltyabout it when I realized you must be going through a lot of grief yourself. SoI thought we could have a chat and maybe rest your mind a bit.? ?Uh-what do you mean?? Stacy said. Her voice trembled. ?Dear, I know all about you and Adam. There's nothing to worry about. Idon't have a problem with it.? Stacy removed a hand from Amanda's grasp and pressed it to her breast. ?Whew,? shesaid. ?Are you sure? God, I about peed myself when you called andasked me to come.