And even if I did, there were rules I had to follow, and that meant not doing anything without first talking to Elyse. It also meant making sure that ...honda was tested. Those gave me a natural, reasonable way to deflect her question without having to say that I wasn’t really attracted to her.We danced for about twenty minutes and I’d worked up a real sweat. I asked if she wanted a drink and we went over to the bar. She ordered a gin and tonic, and I opted for a Sprite, which drew a derisive. So the exams are my make-or-break mark. If I do well I get to notparticipate. If I do less than well I have to go to school in a long,flowing evening gown. I had to make sure that I did my best.The exams passed and I did well on every one of my exams. Mom and dadwere thrilled but still disappointed that I held firm in my beliefs thatI didn't need to participate. They didn't go back on their word, theytold me that I did not have to wear girls' clothing if I didn't want to.Parker and I worked out. Instead of killing a pair of twenty year old coeds on the way back to their apartment, he'd awake with a stiff neck and a miserable hangover."I'm still wearing that bra," she muttered. "It's uncomfortable."I chuckled and got an elbow in the ribs."Sometimes I don't like you very much, Eddie. Will you please take care of this?"I did, and she thanked me. I slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her in tight. She didn't resist. Scared as she is when we make love, Jackie loves me.She told me. Not complaining... Just sayin...I then left her, as another batch of feminine girls then arrived. And with that, my night had seemingly improved!The drinks then began flowing. The more drunk I got, the better my dancing got. After a couple of hours of pissing off the lesbians with my dancing, I decided to upset a few more by taking my shirt off.So as I paraded around the club with my lack of breasts. And who should catch my eye in my drunked state? Young lovely from the start of the evening..