Peering back, Jaq was already drawing attention from a couple of young guys. As I looked around it was obvious that only men were in attendance. Anyon... who has read any of my other stories will know that this is a party that Jaq would enjoy.I returned with our drinks and was soon chatting with the two guys. They were paying Jaq compliments and she was loving the attention. One of the guys took me off to meet some other guests, Jaq was left with the other one. After an hour or so I noticed that. If you're going to wear that... ?" Andrea made a show of looking down."Yes," Junior matched her hair color ... and there was quite a bit ... for just fifteen. "I need to do something about that ... the idea makes me nervous."Andrea leaned her elbow on the chart table and rubbed her upper lip while cupping her chin with her thumb. "Want some help?" Please." The excess of nether hair was why Junior was here. This swimwear was so tiny, there was no room for a landing strip. A razor wielded by. Questions that Jack never thought he would ever be asked by anyone. “On a scale of 1 to 10, did he prefer vaginal sex over oral sex, or the other way around?”“On a scale of 1 to 10, did he believe a man who accepted oral sex from another man was homosexual?”“As a young boy, was he ever in the position of masturbating another male?”Jack answered all of the questions and left with a headache every day. Day four however, was different. It was an oral interview by three of the civilians and one. "You are the same person. It's just a name," reminded Helen. "Howdifferent are you from when you got here?"I shrugged."How many lessons did you need to have in speech and deportment?" Lots." Yes, lots, but hardly any for being Jayne," reminded Helen."What are you saying? That I'm really a girl?" I snapped. "I don't wantto get things chopped off." Nor do I," reminded Jill. "Nobody at this school is going to force youto." But I'm broken. I'm useless at being the boy I want to be. I want to.