"Shit" I muttered, glancing back at Melissa and seeing that mymuch smaller male nipples were on the ends of her breasts. A rather oddsight, but not so...much as my own chest. "This can't be happening" Isaid, knowing however that it was. "We'd better find that guy quick" Melissa told me nervously. "I don'twant to know what will change next" I nodded, agreeing full heartedlywith her. For several hours, Melissa and I walked around town where we'd runinto that wild eyed homeless man, carefully. These words stayed with her and even when some of the other Japanese students began to loosen up she maintained control.When the next lesson approached she found herself looking through her closet for something a bit more provocative to wear. He had thrown her off guard; now she wanted to do the same to him. She did not find what she was looking for, so went to Columbus Avenue to find a short skirt to go with the top which exposed one of her shoulders. After some time she found just the thing. I didn‘t hesitate for long and accepted her friend request without any comment, with no further reaction.After a while my chat window popped up, Ipek had sent me a private message.„Hi!“We started a conversation. Ipek spoke some kind of broken English but most of the time I understood what she wanted to say.Well, she wanted a long distance friendship with me and was interested to get to know me better. I made a few compliments and she started melting already. Ipek wrote me she would be 40 years. She knew there was something special going on among the rest of us and that she was the odd man out.I had no idea how devastating that was to her until that morning. All her life she had fought against being left out, excluded. We all do, to some extent, I suppose, but Nicole had never had the luxury of assuming the acceptance of her classmates or of her own age group. She had always been advanced in school, challenging and eclipsing those students who were older than she. Inevitably, some of.