‘No, papa, never again; the world outside is no good. And moreover I do love you.’‘Thank you, my darling.’ He hugged me with tears running dow... and kissed my forehead.I waited him to recover and asked in a tiny voice, ‘And you don’t disapprove our relationship, I mean, between me and my brother?’‘Why should I, darling, when I myself had engaged in such relationships?’ He said in a matter of fact voice.‘My goodness, what do you mean, papa?’‘It’s an old story of another time.’‘Would you mind to. He saidhe would like to come down to my room and talk to me but he didn't wantanyone to see him come there. I was scared and didn't really know him soI said no. The next night he knocked on my door and as I open it I couldsee him look around real nervous worried about who might see him talkingto this tranny fag. He ask real quick if he could come in but again Isaid no and he left quickly. He was a really cute younger black guy abouthalf my age and it did turn me on because I knew he want more. "Bill was the first one to arrive and I took advantage of the fact that we were alone to ask him why he was doing it."I don't honestly know. I saw that tape and I knew as soon as I saw it what she was trying to do, and I guess I deserved it, but the tape got to me on some level and it turned me on like nothing ever had before. I've watched it over two dozen times since I got it and when I'm not watching it I'm thinking about it. I guess that makes me pretty fucked up, huh?"I didn't figure I. We were moved back toward the Mall where we were handed cards. I was to be part of one stripe along with Mary and the girls. Maggie and Greg were stars. I found out later that being a star had Maggie stretched out on her front with her arms out and her legs spread wide open. She was the top row of stars with Greg behind her where he could look up between her spread legs. Not only that, the people watching were running up and taking pictures of the exposed cunts. Fortunately, Maggie’s face was.