’ ‘Gave? As in did?’ ‘Yes, as in blow jobs.’ Dahlia replied. Helen began to think. There may have been no real evidence of Dahlia taking peo...les personal items. There seemed evidence however that she had stolen somebody’s lover’s spunkies. ‘The disaster was…’ Dahlia continued. ‘These guys were both gay.’ The plot and scenario thickened. What else would Dahlia do or atleast attempt to do? An answer to Dahlia’s question could not be decided upon alone. Harry had to be involved and she explained. What kind of gay man would use a word like yummy?''I didn't know what she wanted me to say, so she shocked me again. "Iknow, a faggot uses a word like yummy. Are you a faggot?" Please Mistress," I whimpered, but the shock came again."Are you a faggot?"I had been willing to perform. I had been willing to do what she toldme. But this seemed .... another shock. And another, and another andanother until."i am a faggot," i whispered."Say it louder."i am a faggot." What is cock?" Cock is yummy," I. Of course, that article was printed in the Stratford Guardian.We had already been out on the field for our pregame stretches and warmups. I was dressed, sitting on the bench while our manager taped my shoes on, when Coach Chad came over and sat down close beside me.“Dalton, you’ve been quiet all week during practice – are you alright?”“I’m fine, Coach. I’ve just been concentrating on this game a little more than I usually do for a game. Seems like they get bigger each week.”“Don’t let it get so. ‘Oh, it must be yours,’ she said to the waitress. ‘It’s dyed.’ From the table just behind her, Kaylee heard Dean snort into his drink, choking on the alcoholic fluid. She smiled up at the waitress, batting her eyes at her while Gabe hid his own smile. ‘I think we could use a moment or two more,’ he said to the red faced girl who glared at Kaylee as she walked away. ‘You may want to watch your food,’ Dean said from behind his napkin as he leaned back in his chair as if taking a deep breath..