” I said with a big laugh.He did just that. I am not sure he could have held me tighter. I took off and went the few blocks to where he told me his ...ar was parked. He had me pull up next to a shiny black, four door, 1957 Chevy Bel Air.I stopped, turned it off and pulled it up on it’s stand. “Wow, what a cool car! I love it! How long have you had it?”“My parents gave it to me for my sixteenth birthday, about eight months. I love it also,” he said with a huge grin.Then we had another somewhat. " Well obviously you didn't like my last suggestion, so I don't know what to tell you now." Suggestion? What last suggestion? What the hell are you talking about?" Christ Elizabeth, you must have been really stoned to forget that conversation. Remember last week when we were over at Barry's, taking hits off his bong, and you were bitching about "M," I told you about the spread in Penthouse. Don't you remember?" Penthouse? The magazine? What the fuck are you talking about?" I found an old issue. D and Jane focused on getting me to walk, talk, and think like a girl. They even, with Gwen approval, tried to get my ears pierced, unfortunately they failed to factor in my body's regenerative capabilities. If it can regrow a hand two small holes were hardly a challenge.I missed seeing D every day, now we had moved out on our own I didn't see her or Jane as much. It was the one good thing about me having to go back to school.Sooner than I had hoped, it was my first day at Wilynsford secondary. "Janice said, "Kay, what on earth are you talking about? You know he's in the barn working out. He said he's going to burn off some excess energy. I think he's trying to settle his nerves. Now, do you think he has some reason to be nervous?"I responded, "None that I know of."Kay put a plate of ham and eggs on the table for me along with a mug of coffee. "Mom, working out in the barn or running in circles around the house, it's all the same. Rob, is this enough for you? I don't think we're going.