His mother and father were very hard workers, strong in their faith, and so the boy too. The parents were proud of their son, realizing he had a speci...l gift, some said an annoying curiosity. The boy’s favorite question to ask was, ‘why’? As he grew he learned many things from his parents, he was told he was different and that others would treat him unfairly and harshly, think less of him. At school he didn’t learn much about himself, why he was different, why the other kids learned about their. "Now don't you open it until then and I would advise you to open it on your own," and mischievously winked at me.I slipped the parcel into my bag, beaming with delight. "No hints for me," I implored."No no but I think you will enjoy it and I want to see you wearing it Monday," and he waved me on my way laughing.Well, at least I now know it's clothing, something I can wear for work. I wondered what he could possibly have bought me, maybe something sexy to show off for. But I wouldn't say they were nice to me. And it's not something you 'do' to somebody else. It's mutual; it's not something you do, it's something that's done by two people." Mutual," Ronnie mused slowly. "Mutual. No, I never had that." She looked down at the cracker in her hand and murmured, a bitter edge to her voice, "That's something I sure as hell didn't have much experience with in Michigan. Or New York, either."There was brief silence in the little room. Martha rose on her arms and stood. Then who can blame him. He was probably really was scared to piss. Atleast I saved her - him, from a fate worst than embarrassment, eventhough I blew my cover after months of being her stealth shadow at schooland staking out her - his modest home outside my own neighborhood. Myface was just another junior jock in school to her - him - till now. NowI've been spotted - worst, maligned because I publicly labeled him theone thing he loathed.Oh well, at least I had my shining knight moment. Maybe.