I can’t begin to tell you what that means.’ ‘Do you think you’re bisexual, Nick?’ I asked, looking up at him for an explanation. I sat there...patiently while he silently got his thoughts together. Then I quickly added, ‘I think maybe that you’re lonely and looking for someone to hold, and you’re confusing friendship for love.’ He closed his eyes, wrapping his brain around my words. ‘I struggle with my sexuality everyday, Olivia. You know that as well as I do. I can’t explain it, but the only. I sighed as my nervousness returned in the form of butterflies in my stomach. But I parked my car, got out and made my way through the crowds of people to what I assumed was the line for the booking.As I waited in the line I began to think about how I was going to talk to her. There was going to be people all around. The best way to go about it would be to leave her a note of some sort. I dug around in my purse for a pen and a piece of paper and upon finding one I began to write. “Hey, I know. I'd left the garage door open and Steve, Larry, Mike and Eddie had come into the kitchen through the side door. Debbie had been alone with them for at least five minutes while she made coffee.I could smell her cunt as soon as I walked into the kitchen. The guys were sitting at the table, waiting for coffee. As Debbie moved around I saw that they got glimpses of her panties from the sides and front. Her tits jiggled obviously inside my shirt. My didk snapped hard, and I could just imagine. " Thanks" I watch the nurse change the sign on the door to occupied and Iwalk in and see it's a typical examination room. I seat down and lookaround in the room and I see all kinds of pictures of women's bodies,but it's all there insides.I get up and look at the weird names they have for the different bodyparts. I look between the legs of the one picture it say clitoris. Iguess that's a fancy name for vagina. I wonder what it would be like tohave one. I mean to see one. Wow my mind is shot I.