The other two introduced themselves to her."Hello Ma'am. I'm Fred's nephew JP and this is my cousin DC," He said to Dakota.I stepped forward and intro...uced myself. "JP and DC what are they short for?" I ask."James Patrick," Says one."Derrick Charles," Says the other."Gentlemen, I'm glad to meet you. The limos should be here in just a couple of minutes. Let me introduce you to the gang," I say beginning introductions around the room.As I'm introducing the three men, I see Belinda move over to. ”“You? What did you do?”“Participated in outing her against her will. Not making sure she was truly comfortable with what was going on. And, honestly, viewing her like an object instead of like a person.”“Whoa! Do you regret everything?”“It’s complicated,” I said. “Honestly, in hindsight, I let my desire block out my internal debate. Usually, I think things through. I didn’t that day. And I didn’t the second time, either. It was probably a huge mistake to play that game with all of you under. As soon as we entered, boys from the other teams stopped to look at us, and then at me in particular. And then the whispers started:“That guy’s gay.”“I bet he runs in the pack so he can watch the asses of the guys in front.”“Don’t bend down in the shower afterwards.”I was still mildly annoyed that Eugenie Butler-Walker hadn’t stood up for me, and the continuous stream of taunts wound me up even further. They hurt even more because running in the pack was my normal strategy. I resolved to try to. It was confirmation of the thoughts that we shared, feelings that fate had brought us together for a reason greater that just physical satisfaction. With her hair dripping onto the towel that was wrapped about her petite body, she handed me my cell phone and said, “I programmed my number in; it’s up to you to call, but I hope you will.” As we kissed goodbye I loved the way she had to stand on her tiptoes and stretch to reach my mouth with hers. I realized I could easily fall for her; besides.