Then numbers were written on us, big andblack, the number 3 spanning all the way from my collarbone to my belly button.Repeated again on my back, and ...n both upper arms. An injection came next, aquick stab into one of our bum cheeks, and that made me even more nervous.Injections were common, but explanations were rarely given and I?d once wokenup to find myself in another country with two weeks worth of memory missing. We were taken through to the holding pens,the sawdust underfoot nice and. "No girl friends?" she asked."Not really," he replied. "There are only a few girls surf with us, andnot everyone is a girl."This really surprised her. "Really! Tell me more." "Well," he went on,"consider Katie, she surfs mornings, then waitresses lunch and dinner.Same restaurant as me actually. Seems she was once a boy and changed,though you could hardly tell. It makes no difference to the rest of us.She's just another surfie. Though I wouldn't want to date her." And hegrinned."What about gays?. "After you hear what he isgoing to wear it will change your mind. He will be in a dress. You willget to lift his skirt." No, mom. Just drop it. I do not want do that, I do not want to seehim."Keri did not want her daughter to back down from getting revenge.Getting the upper hand would revive the downtrodden girl. Ms Websterneeded her daughter to be back to her old self. A parent hurts when theysee their offspring not at their best. Plus Keri wanted the best inlife, so her daughter better be. The truth is I was usually nursing a very sore backside.Things got worse for me when Reverend Jim came to town. Mom practically fell in love with the guy from the beginning, and thought he could do no wrong. I know you remember hearing me complain about all the damn sermons she would drag me to. The only thing that made them somewhat bearable was that Teresa was usually there.Teresa Smithy was everything I ever thought I wanted in a girlfriend. In my eyes she was perfection from head to toe..