Ron did not respond. We drove out of the highway and approached the mall.I know instantly that he's going to assume his "Miranda" persona again. Iprep...red myself and waited for his cue. Suddenly Ron pressed the button on the radio and change the channel. Afemale voice was heard from the car's loudspeaker. I did not recognizeher. "Pay attention and listen," Ron said, still using his own voice. The woman's voice seemed to be an excerpt of radio show. She was talkingquite fast and smooth. "...And. She was giddy with the game and I could tell her heart was racing. She was probably thinking this present better be worth the work…lol. The next note took her all the way upstairs to our bedroom to a painting that was hung on our wall. It is funny how we look at things each and every day but fail to actually look at it. Had she looked at the picture earlier more closely she would have noticed the note but to my luck she hadn’t so the game was not ruined. When she opened the note it lead her. " "Fine. Now what? I'm in this nether world. Am I a guy? A girl? Afreak? I'm at a loss." Why do you have to make a decision?" Because, you and I both know that most guys are like Kenny..." No, they're not." Julia, come on. You and I both know that drag queens..." Brian..." Look, like it or not, that's a catch-all for guys who dress likewomen. But, fine. You know how..." I sighed "cross-dressers aretreated in the gay community. I can wear what I want, but I'll eitherbe celibate or spend the rest. I had a hard-on in my jeans that felt like it would burst. I nervously came returned to the living room. Stuart threw Sarah on to her back and kissed her some more, then stood up over her, yanking her skirt off. "Get the fuck over here, sissyboy." I placed the wine on the table and walked over to him sheepishly. He grabbed my shirt by the collar, and in one violent motion stripped the shirt right off my back. I felt doubly vulnerable being bare-chested in front of him. He grinned at me evilly.