"Aren't you worried it'd make you gay?"I shook my head. "I don't think it would make you gay." Bi?" Something like that. Either way, it wouldn't chang... the fact that I still like boys." It kinda worries me," she said."You know, there's only one way to find out," I told her, and before she could protest, I leaned in to kiss her.The kiss was soft, and short, but instead of being awkward or uncomfortable, there was a very strong feeling that it felt right. At least on my end of things. When the. She was always loud and thrashing around while we were alone. About a month later she asked me what I knew about anal sex. I told her I'd seen it on some porn sites, but, other than that, not very much. "Why don't you learn about it? I'll bet you can make it so it doesn't hurt at all. I hear it can be really great." When I went home later my mom was waiting for me. I asked her about it. Just as I cannot lie to my parents, they cannot lie to me without my knowing it."Your dad and I have tried it. At summer’s end, with almost $3,000 in the bank and more than $10,000 under his bed, 15-year-old Tommy started on his final round before football camp began, and the coach demanded celibacy. Mrs. Lucas, who loved to sit by her pool and watch him work, was the first on his list. He finished her big lawn by 9:30 that morning and they adjourned to the cabana and dressing rooms. As he stripped off his t-shirt and she wiggled out of her tiny $600 suit, he told her this would be the last time until. Heslipped it in the lock; turned it, it opened!He flung open the door, looking across a beautiful lawn. He almost ranthrough then remembered how he was dressed, as in not a god damned thing.Wait, doll house, maybe there were some clothes!ran up the stairs, looking frantically. The house was a really well builtstructure, real closet, and real chests of drawers. Fat lot of good itdid him. They were filled with women's clothes. He dug throughfrantically, but there was nothing a man might wear. Bad.