Here’s a bizarre question. Who do you think would be more pissed off at me: a straight girl who finds out I’m also a girl or a gay boy who finds o...t I’m a girl? Oh, this gets so confusing. Why do I feel so obsessed with perfecting my boy act all of a sudden? I should be sitting in my office trying to break the code of Simon’s little game or tracking down Brenda. Instead, I’m getting lectured by Stevie on stippling my five o’clock shadow, fastening my hair on, and walking like a man.When Stevie. " Then how about I make us some breakfast", I asked. "How does eggs benedict sound?" Sounds great!" He responded with alacrity. "I didn't realize that you were so into cooking." Blue ribbon in two state fairs and A's in my home economics classes", I told him proudly. I went to the kitchen and pulled out the necessary implements and ingredients. Now eggs benedict is really very easy to make, but its one of those things that people don't normally make at home so it impresses the heck out of. "Rod, let's not beat around the bush, OK? I'm here to talk to you or any of your fraternity brothers if there's something I can help you with. I hope you know that. Do you want to talk, or are there other things bothering you?" Teresa asked, watching as Rod sort of shifted the way he was sitting, and she could tell his hardon hadn't gone down at all."Well," Rod hesitated, "I guess there's really more than talking that's bothering me. Can I be honest and get your opinion on some things regarding. Nach einer weiteren Minute ungez?gelten Sto?ens kam er schlie?lich, Unmengen seines Spermas ?berfluteten die geschundene Muschie.Er konnte Hoffnung in den Augen der Frau erkennen. Das war der beste Moment. Er sprang auf, packte sie an den schulterlangen, braunen Haaren und schleifte sie ins Bad. Normalerweise machte er sich die M?he nicht, aber der beste Teil des Tages lag ja noch vor ihm und der verlangte eine gewisse Sorgfalt.Er war n?mlich kein normaler Vergewaltiger. Seine Obession war.