I didn't like the guy or his son and I do not think Mom's newboyfriend liked me. Mom told me it was good for me to have a maleinfluence around for a c...ange. She said she didn't want me to turn outa sissy. Little did she know what was going to happen. She did not know this but I was already well on my way tobecoming a sissy. During the summer before I turned 13, Mom decided Iwas big enough to be left alone during the day while she worked. Shesaid I would not have to have a baby-sitter as long as. All was in darkness and they stumbled a little as they took up their places, listening to an announcer introducing them."Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight, live, I give you - Riff Raff!"The cheering and screaming were extremely loud after the announcement and Ralph began to lay down a powerful, steady and rhythmic bass beat. The crowd quietened as they heard the bass but still the lights were down. Jake came in on cue with the rhythm guitar and the crowd cheered again as they recognised a signature. As twins, and especially since our Mom had died, we had always been very close and able to tell each other everything. One day towards the end of our sophomore year, we were riding the bus home and I could tell that she was upset about something. When we got home I started asking her what the matter was and she of course said “nothing.” I kept after her and she finally broke down and cried, saying she was ugly, she had braces on her teeth, none of the boys in school liked her, etc. I tried to. “Oh fuck…” “Professor Tejo!” Basya’s voice knots in my belly like a tightening spring. The parking lot is too cold and too grey for such a summery sweetness.I can’t evade that call. Can’t resist her beaming smile. Can’t escape her long brown hair braided like vines over her smooth shoulders. Can’t live without the glitter of her eyes over my body and the excitement on her lips. She won’t even wait until class.“Good morning, Ms. Basya! And how did you like last night’s reading?”Circe and.