"This is going to be fun!" For whom?", I asked, and they all giggled."For us, silly!", said Sandra. And so began my nine long months of pregnancy. I d...dn't dare go out in the evenings or weekends; my skills at making up were improving but I still looked like a pregnant man in drag. This led to me losing touch with most of my friends.Each evening I'd return home, and immediately strap on the belly again. My bra would change from a flat piece of unloaded cloth to a stretched out and straining. You make him get tarted up like apansy hooker looking for rough trade and he just lets you. And now he'sgoing to have to stand there and watch me bang you until you holler." Yeah," she agreed. "He's a complete failure at being a man."Wendell ran his hands nervously over his thighs and licked his lips,tasting the cheap cosmetics she had put on his mouth. She glared at himand said, "What? Do you have something to say... Wendy?" He took a deepbreath and pleaded, "Please, don't make me watch. . I was sitting on my chair in the school when I felt a deep painin my guts, after that I felt some warm fluid spreading in the chairbeneath my skirt. I looked to see what was happening and immediately Ientered in a hysteric crisis: I was bleeding! I entered in panic andstarted to cry and to scream, thinking I was going to die. The teachercame and soon I was sent home. As I calmed down, I started thinkingagain and realized what was that: my menarche, that is, my firstmenstruation. The Hysteria. "Can you step out the car please Miss," he added.'Great.' I thought. I really didn't need this; any more points and I was going to loose my license."Look, I'm sorry but I don't think I was going that fast..." I said trying my best to pull off the dumb blonde look. "I'm sure this isn't necessary," I added."I'll be the judge of that Miss."Wow! This guy was wound tighter than a coil.Taking out a tester he added, "Please blow into this." I haven't drunk anything!" I replied."Blow," he repeated.So I.