"Why are you here?" Linda asked."Don't I always come over for coffee on a Saturday morning?" she answered."I, uh, we," Linda stuttered, trying to thin... of something to say.Tracy set her coffee cup on the table and took a deep breath. She turned her head to look at Linda, and said, "We are best friends, right?" Yes, at least I hope we still are," Linda replied, feeling like the whole world was collapsing on her."As far as I'm concerned we are," Tracy said, reassuring her friend, "Relax, it's. " He laughs but it cut short by a slap to the face. Susy say, "Fuck you." and storms off. Adam is thinking "ok bitch your days are numbers. One day I will catch you and will nail you sexy ass to the wall."Susy goes over to Michael and says in a soft but whining voice, ?Your friend just slapped me on my ass and called me a whore. What you going to do about it? You know I dress this way for you. By the way do you like it?" She bends over show everything the shorts can’t hide and wiggles her. "And this is Rosa."Juan looked to be somewhere in his twenties, maybe early thirties. Hard to tell. He sported a Poncho Villa mustache and goatee.Little Rosa appeared to be maybe eleven at the most. Big black eyes and long dark hair. Even at her tender age she was wearing dark red lipstick and large hoop earrings. Later I learned she was barely ten.Jim introduced me as his new buddy and my sis as Judy's visiting friend. Nothing was said about Lee Ann and me being brother and sister. They. I never thought much about it, butit did end up with me crying often because I felt helpless about theirbullying.I didn't feel girly at all, I wasn't attracted to boys and I wasn'teffeminate in my manners, but what I did feel was a great curiosity andattraction for everything feminine. I should clarify at this point that Ispent all my childhood and adolescence surrounded by women. In mygrandmother's house (also divorced since before I was born), my mother, myyounger sister and I lived together..