I have been since middle school when puberty hit me with an uppercut to the jaw. However, a funny story happened. When I was in college, I thought abo...t something. I never thought about males. How did this come about? Well...I was on the internet when I saw a dating/chat room. I was lonely. I was horny. I wanted to see some tits or some ass. I had needs. Little did I know, when I did my profile, I was clueless. I did the bare basics. Height, build, etc. I couldn't leave the profile picture. If he had known how much time I spent getting Tom's room ready I know he would have canceled the plan before Tom even arrived. But I did get it cleaned up, and the medicine cabinet cleared out, before he got home. When he arrived he announced that we were going out for dinner.Paul took me to a very nice French place, then brought me home and romanced me beautifully. I guess it was his way of thanking me for Thursday night. Or maybe he was reminding me subtly that I was already taken, and he. He thought back towhat RoseMarie said: 'What Angela wants, Angela usually gets.'"Thank you so much." Well, at least you'll have some clean clothes for tomorrow. When wouldyou like to head to the mall?" About that, I've been thinking. You don't have to join me at the Mall.I called Jason and he's gonna come by and give me a ride. And besides,don't you have the game today?"Jordan crossed his fingers. If only he could convince Angela not tocome with him to the mall, then he could shop for the gaff. He knew who it was by scent. "Come in Owen."Mr. Xanatos's assistant came into the room, looking as non-plused as he was last night. "I see you like the clothing that Mr. Xanatos had made for you." Yes. They fit great!" He felt that you might prefer this over the standard Gargoyle fashion." It does feel better. I wonder why they don't wear something different. The only one that dresses remotely human is Angela." From what I'm told, clothing is a concept that Gargoyles had pressed on them by.