Diaz."While attempting to explain why I was merely five minutes late, he slowly placed his finger on my lip. HMMMMMMMMMMM... the smell of clove cigar ...o faint, the wanton touch of his hands caressing my left shoulder."You know, I do not like late assignments and now punctuality seems to be an issue, Lyric? How can I get through to you, Lyric? What will suffice to make you my obedient pupil? You lack the courage of convictions into turning assignments, minimal class participation, now being. Carrie had a way of making me feel like a girl when we were together,with all of the talking about clothes and guys, learning how to wearmakeup, do my hair and nails, how to put an outfit together that wouldmake me look pretty, and how to walk and talk like a girl, it waspractically impossible to think of myself as a boy.I did run into some problems because of all of my girl training though.Once, when mom took me to the mall to pick up some more shirts, I foundmyself staring across the aisle at. Ritu boli tere saath shooting mein mazza ayega. Itna to hum kabhi nahi hase. Yeh bol wo chali gayi. Hum aise hi shooting karte rahe. tabhi maine lekha ki gaand ki taraf dekha to pata chal wo bhi ritu se kam nahi. Main soch raha tha ki kisi tareeke se yeh piche a jaye to mazza ajaye. Tabhi lekha piche ghum gayi kuch puchne ke leye to usko pata chal gaya ki main uski gaand ki taraf dekh raha tha. To wo boli are ritu ko hi dekhle yaar kyun mujh pe nazar gadde betha hai. Main thoda ghabra gaya boli. Yes, Gilligan, I know I don't have a pee-pee. Girls aren't built that way..."Mary Ann giggled. Ginger gratefully laughed back. Mary Ann, satisfied that Ginger had been punished and humiliated, opened the door. The two women gazed at each other for a moment that was in danger of going on too long."I could never stay mad at you," whispered Mary Ann. Rather than breaking the tension, it increased it and the two women embraced in a passionate kiss. Mary Ann parted her lips, and Ginger had to resist.