The mortar hadn’t gotten worn to gray and greenish shimmer. Classroom 203 should have been only a corner away. Nobody was around anymore as the bell...had rung five minutes ago. He stood on the outside staircase and looked at the wet lawn and the solitary elk cow who slowly chewed on a bite staring into nowhere. The quiet was so strong that he could hear a brown thrasher in the bushes across the lawn. Retracing his steps to the first floor, he heard the sharp squeak of a running shoe on linoleum.. The Trophy Wife Part III & IVThe Sun peeked through the window of our upstairs bedroom. In about twohours, I would be out of it for about two months. To say I was excitedwould be a understatement as I had come to terms with becoming a womanand I was eager to let it happen.I quickly showered off being sure to shave my legs and underarms as Idid not want anyone thinking I was unhygienic.After tucking in my lifeless penis between my legs for the last time, Islid into a pink thong adjusting it. "Oh yea. I forgot to tell you, Lauren", Scott said and rose to his feet. "You do remember how you told me that we are all just manifestations of a supreme being, the great spirit? How that when we die, we cast off our earthly form and are reunited with his love?" Yes Scott, I remember. But I don't think this is the time for discussing philosophy. Can't you get me out of here first?", she stammered, uncertain of herself and of what Scott and Barry was up to."No, Lauren, we are not going to get. I place my arm around her and she leans in to me. I could tell she needed the comfort. After a few minutes we get up and head out so I can get her in bed to wake up on time in the morning. As we sit outside her place chatting about the events of the night and about what life has dealt us recently we come upon the subject of sex and love and emotion. Without much hesitation she inquires about what I am packing asking if she can compare it to her current mans. I think to myself "Well there is.