“Feeling inadequate?” Jeannette teased.“Anytime you care to check...” he grinned.We ended up going to the gym and playing volleyball for the a...ternoon, then having dinner together. After dinner, Angie and I hung out and listened to music while most everyone else hung out with boyfriends or girlfriends.February 2, 1982, McKinley, Ohio“Happy birthday, Mike!” Angie, Jeannette, and Marie exclaimed on Tuesday morning.“Thanks,” I replied happily.“Tonight we’re taking you to dinner,” Marie said. “No. But he likes you." No way!" Way," Barbara said. "He treats you like a princess, and he thechivalrous knight. If you were a genetic girl, he'd have already askedyou out, toe in the sand, stammering and stuttering. And, unlike mostjocks, he wouldn't be trying to get you into bed. You'd have to make thefirst move."Marjorie explained that Ken probably didn't understand any of it becausehe didn't realize that inside Chris was really Tina. He saw a boy, butwas receiving signals that shouted, "girl!". Be proud of them."He reached out with both hands and began to massage her nipples. A warm glow started in her belly, brought on by both the physical sensation and the praise. Mister Aakarshan was pleased with her!"But- but this is wrong", the words gasped out of her before she could stop them.He circled around behind her, cupping her breasts and continuing to massage them. "You are mistaken, Kelsey. Only things that displease me are wrong. Pleasing me is the only thing that matters to you. Do. "Are you sure you want to know?" Tell me now!" OK kid, Just remember that I tried to spare you."I nodded."It's an elixir of Tony Compton's semen," He began."SEMEN," I roared " Have you lost your fuckin' demonic mind!? I'm not drinking semen for you or anyone else. You fuckin' scrawny piece of shit."Trefual's eyes glittered dangerously. "Watch yourself, little man. Your mouth is about to write a check that your ass can't cash."We stared at each other. I wanted to crush his little skull. But I.