Shane and Jenny returned to the house showing Stevie her new place out back.  Stevie was grateful to have her own space and somewhere to work on her photos in peace.  Soon Jenny left and Shane and Stevie were alone to catch up.

Stevie:   “Sooo sis of mine how is life here in the sunshine really treating you?”

Shane:  “You know how life is.  Its cool, you know?  I have family here.  It’s kind of nice”

Stevie:  “I can dig that I guess.”

Shane could sense her apprehension.  Shane had it rough in her life but Stevie definitely got the short end of the stick cosmically.  Blessed and cursed with  good looks and exotic features she was either treated as a freak or some type of live in whore her entire life.  It caused her to be very mentally “screwed up” and it also taught her how to hide it.  Too well at times.  She continued to unpack.

Stevie:  “So tell me, what’s everyone’s story.”

Shane:  “Story?”

Steveie:  “Yeah well I figures if I’m gonna be here a while I should know who I’m dealing with right?”

Shane thought for a second then decided it was best.  She considered Stevie just as much  family as she did  the rest of the ladies.  It was only fair she be on even playing field as them.  So Shane spilled, she spilled big time.  Bette and Tina, Tina and Helena, Dana, Dana and Alice.  Dana and Lara.  Alice and Lara.  Dana and Jenny (which few knew about).  Jenny and Marina, Jenny and Moira now Max.  She included Peggy Peabody, Candice, Henry, Carmen, of course, even Kit, Angelica, Mangus and Mark.  Every person she had serious interaction with wasn’t safe.  And it felt great.  Shane was the confidant of many of the women and it felt nice to have someone she could confide in.  2 hrs later she took a deep breath and finished.

Stevie:  “Damn, that’s a lot.”

Shane:  “You told me to spill.”

Stevie:  “That I did.  Wow.”

Shane:  “Confused?”

Stevie:  “Um I think I got the key parts.”

There was a bit of silence as Stevie continued to get herself set up.  Shane still felt in the mood to vent.