I never saw my fascination with dressing as anything weird, and as a matter of fact I was never attracted to men or thought about men while I dressed....To me, I found dressing as just something fun and not to mention it always gave me a sense of feeling sexy – even at a young age. The thought of men never crossed my mind until I was in my teens, and when I finally did think of men it happened abruptly. During the summer of 2005 I was 14 years old. I was still dressing up but I would only do it. Tell me what you can do and I'll tell you what I think," I suggested."Well it has a story and it is in good shape. You didn't seem to have pushed it too hard. I'd say I could give you about five hundred for it," he said it with an oily smile."Ouch," I said. "You saw my bill of sale for it." I know but it has served your purpose. I do have to make some money on it," he said."Tell you what, I'll take five hundred and a ride to the airport," I said smiling."Done," he said extending his hand to. SJ, describe the two bad guys to me. Key your mike." Yes, mom." She grabbed my hand and seemed to pull me toward Jacques. "The leader of the two is wearing the red long-sleeved shirt. The one wearing the dark short-sleeve shirt is his number two. He has black hair while red shirt's is brown."I spoke to Jacques. "We must lock our plane and notify the others to prevent an attack to avenge our deaths. We come in peace but are very able to defend ourselves. If we do not contact the others often,. I was very happy to get back here. One fine day she herself sent her pic. I was speechless after seeing her pic. The next 10 minutes I was not in my senses. I rubbed my eyes and saw her again. Yes, she was beautiful, gorgeous, fantastic, cute what not.She was a perfect lady to watch. I praised her with whatever languages I knew. Soon we became good friends. I saw a lot of difference in her. She started to respond well and share everything with me. There was not even a single day where we didn’t.