“Now, you listen up. All I need to do is make one phone call and your arse will be in a juvie. Believe me, those guys will smell your gay arse a mil... off,” he concluded.“I’m not gay,” I stated, emphatically.“Sure,” he answered sniggering. “I saw all the pictures and posters in your room. They were all of pretty guys. I didn’t see one girl on your walls.”Blushing like crazy, I didn’t bother answering.“It’s okay if you’re gay, Marco. In fact, that suits me just fine,” he said with a salacious. " The girl loves you," Judy stated."Yes, and I love her. I still can't be her boyfriend. Not right now, and maybe not for some time. Part of it is about me. I need to get over a few things. Part of it is that Mel has that acting itch and when it hits she becomes an obsessive bitch. I'm afraid I'll start to hate her if that happens again." So you're also using this money saving argument to run away from her, huh?" Dani asked without any reproach."Honestly, no. There are other things I'm trying. ‘Damn it!’ Betty yelled even louder but no blow landed. ‘Put me down!’ ‘You sure are bossy for someone who is so short and tiny.’ Betty hammered on his back as hard as she could with her fists. ‘A little lower and to the left. I love a nice gentle massage,’ Frank said with a laugh as he started up the stairs. ‘Put me down!’ Betty yelled and struggled even harder than before. That was the wrong thing to do as she found herself flipped over and spun around. The next thing she knew, he was sitting. Occasionally she would shift her legs, and Ted Michaels knew that it was because she wasn’t used to wearing a pad. Of course, he’d never worn one either, but he’d had jock itch and he’d been hit in the balls, and the way the little girl acted was similar.The man suddenly wondered about something. “Exactly when did you see Psycho?”“When I was eight,” she answered, invoking a time before she and Ted had even met. “Well not the whole movie, but everybody’s seen that one scene. DEET! DEET! DEET!.