She decided that one way or the other, she would make her way in the world.The next few years rushed by, seemingly in a blur.To placate her family, Su...an chose to attend the University of Georgia in nearby Athens. She didn't continue cheerleading, or even modeling. Instead, she simply threw herself into earning her degree as quickly as possible.She finally started dating, allowing herself to enjoy some mild sexual situations with a handful of different guys. She eventually got naked with them,. "What time is it?" With a splitting headache I went to open the door in my dark Calvin Klein underwear. On opening the door who was there but the mature nurse with a concerned look on her face. She wanted to check on me if I got home safe. She had phoned earlier, but I had cut the sound off my phone so that I could sleep. I said, “Come in.” She followed me in and gave me a tongue lashing about not informing her before I left. “Being irresponsible and leaving like that, you got me worried,” she. " They all know that," Jerry reassured her. "They're just trying to do for you, what you did for them, so that you can hopefully do what you're about to do now in helping a few others who may no longer realize or even hope that anyone will. Right now kiddo, you might be their only hope in exposing any of this."It wasn't the interview she was nervous about. Donna knew she'd breeze through that with no problems, it was getting noticed, without being noticed that concerned her. Everything else was. No pun intended. Really, I'm completely happy.” “Okay,” he said. “To these homophobic fuckers being a fag is weakness. And being the fag that gets fucked is the ultimate weakness. It's why being the class leader amuses me so much. They could never knowingly put a sissy faggot in charge of real men.” “Yeah,” he said, maybe a little sadly. “Chin up, lover mine,” I said with a smile. “The point I'm making is that there's no weakness here. At all. None. None of the scared punks has the strength.