"Vic is a girl."***He's...what? A girl? How can Vic be a girl? He was my all-American boy.He was a scruffy little kid who couldn't stay out of the mud...A girl?How?Nate sat back. He started to talk, then stopped, as if searching for theright words. Tess brought him a glass of ice water. He nodded hisappreciation."Vic was kidnapped, as you know," Nate said. "A freak named Vernon Gatsbyand Judith, his wife. Evidently, they had done this before. There is acommunity of these losers in Los Angeles.. “Hazel, have you done it before”? He asked.“Well, honestly yes”. She answered after a deep sigh. “I have been doing it for a while. It is much safer and fun too, if you know”.“I cannot believe it, you doing anal instead of the pussy fucking”. He said.“Oh, I was saving my kitty virgin for marriage but was also afraid to get pregnant. Now I use the ‘patch’ and there were no worries to let you deflower me. Then I read somewhere or I was told by some of the girlfriend of mine about the anal. "I didn't want to risk that. I'm not sure if she was calling my bluffor not, but she was pretty damn angry. I wasn't really in the mood todress, I'd been doing it all day but she seemed so angry. I thoughtI'd better play along and get this out of the way. I walked out, wentinto my wardrobe, got what she asked and returned to the bedroom."Right. Take your clothes off," she demanded.I quickly stripped. Funny, she'd seen me naked thousands of times butthis time, I felt particularly. He had always felt that having the kids aware of such a secret was a possible disaster. Secret passageways were the type of things he would have spoken of as a kid and no matter how innocently the secret wouldn't have remained a secret for very long.Through the secondary store-room, to the packing room, then unlocking the big door to the main storage room he went. He started up the computer near the door and sat impatiently until it loaded, physically feeling the seconds go by with each heart.