Based on "Sahra Cynthia Sylvia Stout" by Shel SilversteinRodger Roberto Ricardo RoyWould not dress up as a boy!He'd brush his. Meanwhile I could see his lips moving and eventually I got what he was saying.We had a talk and he got me a tampon. Apparently I had to come back every day so that an accurate record of my periods could be kept. That was fine by me.Then he said that an examination would be necessary to confirm my period. I followed him into the back and behind a curtain was an examination table. I can’t even begin to tell you how many fantasies I’ve had about that table, or one just like it.So I slipped out of. What we found, was my father filled with peace, joy and love. God had been preparing both my parents for the last several months, and an air of excitement, security, and enthusiasm pervaded their lives as I watched people come from miles in an attitude of love, praise, and worship for God. Before the surgery, we got more and more reports from people about the little miracles which seemed to be occurring as friends and family responded in love and prayer. So many good things were happening to so. The door opened slowly, and there he stood, dressed in a butcher’s apron. It was white and pristine. As though it had never been used, she wondered if this was his first time or if it was simply a new apron. Oddly she hoped it was simply a new apron, she certainly did not want her murder to go wrong and take a long time. ‘Hello my dear.’ He spoke with such a soft and loving tone it made her skin creep to hear it now. She wondered how she could have ever thought it sexy. ‘Are you ready, ready.Read More
