"I sniff. Want the bed to swallow me up. But I gulp a breath instead and try to calm. I wipe my eye with a thumb bitten to the quick. "I try to contro... it but I just can't. Sometimes I sit in class and all it takes is the mere thought of being with some girl and, boom, it's there and then minutes later I'm a mess. I have to take spare underpants to school like I'm some… I don't know," I sob into my knees."Hey, shhhh." She cradles my head. "Look, go and get showered. I brought those new towels. Phir unki friend ne bola is ko ladki ki t shirt aur jens pahen ke le jate he hair saloon me . Phir mene jabarjasti cloths pehne aur . Phir wo muje ek bade saloon me le gayi waha khali aurat hi thi muje saram bhi aa rahi thi par wo saloon wali malkin ko pechanti thi to unhone bola ki ye mere cousin he iske haircut karne he please kar do na gents saloon me muje jana aacha nahi llaga is liye isko yaha le aai to hairdresser ne kaha thik he isko yaha betha do aur bol do ladki ko kese bal cut karne. ” “Really?” “Yeah! I like guys like you.” “What do you mean,” inquired the confused one taking a drink. “Hand me one of the beer cans. I mean I like sissy bois.” “Why do you think I’m a sissy?” “Your clothes. Your voice. If I’m wrong, I’m sorry.” “No you’re right,” he confirmed. “I knew it! Where’s your boyfriend?” “I don’t have one.” “If you say so,” Barry chuckled. “I know somebody is working your pretty ass over on the regular.” Jace giggled. “Am I wrong,” asked Barry. “I don’t really have a. He'll stop complaining about it and you will see hisattitude become more docile. I have some pills I want him to take andthey will help too. I know you can't afford expensive prescriptions so Iwill keep you supplied at no cost. Just give him two tablets eachmorning and evening with his meals," she had instructed.The clothing didn't bother him as much as what his Mother did to hishead. His long hair had been set in tubular sausage curls, his bangs incurli-cues and a large fluffy chiffon powder.