Passion, Hope, Faith, are all the things that time has seemingly striped from me, since that first time, so very long ago. I never wanted to be a woman, but I did want a long, loving, devoted relationship. A culture of gorillas, only concerned with getting their dicks wet, and justifing it "because we are MEN", has seemed to reduce that pure hope; to an old mop in the corner. "Love" is the operative word. I just wish there would be more of it available out there, for all of us. That first time might have seemed so magical, because real, selfless Love & Devotion were actually possible. Just try to keep that in mind the next time some mean spirited ,self-absorbed, bastard is pounding your ass, then leaves...The first time, huh?