Ray spun around. A blush peppered his face."Sorry just getting ready. Didn't stub my toe." What was it that you were doing?" A jig?" Ray replied."A ji...," her laugh was short and definitely not sweet. "No wonder we don't dance. A jig? What prompted that?" Nothing." The blush that had sprinkled across his cheeks became a deluge of colour."Tell me, or else." Or else what?" Ray challenged."Or else I'll tell my mother that you were up here dancing and would like her to critique your style." You. He also added a place for the person to enter their name, and if they wanted to, they could now print the results. In addition, he'd also added a new programming script. The new script added password protection for the software. With it on one can view or copy the software. The password was 'AdamBuckleyRules321!' Who'd guess that?"So I spoke to the attorney. He suggested that the company own the program. This way we will have money to pay for overhead, his fees, taxes, business licenses, and. If I divulged this unfamiliar part of me, if it was even truly who I was, and the people I cared about turned their backs on me it would devastate me. When Hailey, Courtney and I went back to Hailey’s place for the night I was upset. Being my friends, they spotted it immediately. They squeezed me for info and I came out to them as bisexual. My heart pounded in my chest and I was prepared for the worst. Then Courtney, who is usually not the type to drop bombs of wisdom, said “Sexuality isn’t. She said she will go by cab. I insisted in dropping her as it was not safe. So finally she agreed and she told me about her place which was not far. We got in the car and were moving towards her place.We started talking about our random meeting and I complimented on her dance. She told me that she liked dancing and does choreography as well as it was her passion. Then, we reached her place. She called one of her roommates on phone and asked whether her other roommate came or not. Her roommate.