B.I do something like that to her? And what Michael said to me was like he knew what had happened, it doesn’t make sense.’ ‘I think he did, but ... agree it doesn’t make sense at all.’ Brian was as confused as Damien. ‘What was the agent’s name again?’ Brian asked. ‘Johnson. I must say I didn’t care for the arrogant tone in his voice when he gave me directions to get there, something he made clear he wasn’t too happy about doing. And the way he talked about Leigh, how he’d made sure she was. I wasn't endowed with much more than average size with my sexual equipment either, and certainly wouldn't be considered any sort of sexual acrobat or stud. That said, I felt I was at least average in that department as well.There was a loud buzzing noise on Miss Sheridan's desk. She stood up and told me that Mr. Dunleavy was ready to meet with me. I stood up as well, and the two of us walked over to the closed door leading into Mr. Dunleavy's office. When we walked in, Mr. Dunleavy was seated. Considering my weight and age, I considered that to be OK. I always knew I had an interest in men, but I was not gay. Around 12, I came to terms that I was Bisexual. Until now, I had not had any sexual content with anyone, boy nor girl. I was dubbed: Kenneth- The king of no pussy.Then there was Rodney(a.k.a Rod). Rod and me were friends since the second grade. I was always attracted to him. He was short and around 200 pounds. He had not hit puberty yet, witch was weird for a 14 year old, but I. Nanjit Singh, visited me and we discussed what he would be doing. First, my nose - what shape did I want? My first thought was that it should be restored to its original bulbous shape, but Jeannine vetoed that, picking out a more delicate feminine nose for me. Then the muscle band underneath the right eye needed repair and the left eyelid would need surgery too, to make it match. The question of the brow ridges came next. They were badly pitted by the glass fragments. Should he try to.